<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019</id><updated>2011-07-29T13:50:59.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectant: Get a Clue</title><subtitle type='html'>Don’t waste a minute not being happy. If one window closes, run to the next window — or break down a door</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>319</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6677948718269465568</id><published>2010-03-28T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:47:53.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know everything's ok although the skies are turning grey</title><content type='html'>Havent been updating at all because :D Oh well.. This week has been quite a week. Getting back to that particular momentum and all.. Hmm.. this week let's just say, it's been quite awhile since we did knuckle pumping. We did mini flag erection! Two people can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... NIKE is awesome. Cedar NP is awesome. (: 1st/2nd for Dodgeball, 1st/3rd for Floorball and 3rd for telematch. Top 3 for all the events we participated in and in the end, we got 2nd overall. It's ok :D Celebrated Nike's Birthday and some started singing kpop. Throw face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests/Mock Exams soon! Can't believe March is gonna be over and Prelim 1 is in about a month's time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6677948718269465568?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6677948718269465568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6677948718269465568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6677948718269465568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6677948718269465568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-know-everythings-ok-although-skies.html' title='I know everything&apos;s ok although the skies are turning grey'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8134741414441403960</id><published>2010-03-14T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:22:47.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally updating. heh. Just havent been updating cause of the new journal Aishah and Wani had given me (: MTP yesterday, went well actually. More motivated to do better actually. TO KILL A MOCKING BIRD was AWESOME! haha! Aishah and I couldnt stop squeaking/ hitting each other everytime we saw Fauzie Laily. Haha! Who knew i saw him up close and personal at Uncle Rosli's house during his small get together. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Planning to go and visit Wani soon with Aishah and Huiji. She'll always be in my prayers. Love you Wani! Get well soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.. feeling lethargic right now... better rest well. Next few saturdays will be packed with STUFFS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go bobby! You can do this! :D We'll be supporting you guys all the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8134741414441403960?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8134741414441403960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8134741414441403960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8134741414441403960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8134741414441403960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4873931611739128407</id><published>2010-02-26T21:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:24:06.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no boundaries above and beneath you. Break every rule cause there's nothing between you and your dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS FINALLY IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:350%;"&gt;THIS IS IT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those who wished me good luck and all! Thanks NIKE! Thanks Charlotte, Alex -i know you like DALE! :D -, Clement, Sean, Tasha, Nick, Farah, Hui Min, etc, etc, for the encouragement and motivation! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CEDAR! CEDAR!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Lightning! Go Bobby! You know we can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And while we're here, feeling scared for tomorrow, the guys are finding a way to get in. Haha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4873931611739128407?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4873931611739128407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4873931611739128407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4873931611739128407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4873931611739128407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-finally-it-like-really.html' title='There are no boundaries above and beneath you. Break every rule cause there&apos;s nothing between you and your dreams'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4595039975339395923</id><published>2010-02-25T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:48:48.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(First)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last training before the long awaited campcraft Prelims. Come on, we can do this. Go lightning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In it to win it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4595039975339395923?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4595039975339395923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4595039975339395923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4595039975339395923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4595039975339395923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-this-is-it-one-last-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1931157672274020641</id><published>2010-02-25T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:34:23.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I thought I said all I can say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sis and Abg Mede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/S4Z7LrR2cvI/AAAAAAAAAs0/vE2A7lqzqOA/s1600-h/102-0267_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442172640250196722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/S4Z7LrR2cvI/AAAAAAAAAs0/vE2A7lqzqOA/s320/102-0267_img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First things first, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ABANG MEDE!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a great, awesome, fun and lovable brother-in-law that i could ever ask for. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything! Appreciate everything that you've done. Thank you so so SOOO MUCH. Hope you have a great weekend at KL (: Love you loads! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1931157672274020641?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1931157672274020641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1931157672274020641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1931157672274020641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1931157672274020641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-when-i-thought-i-said-all-i-can.html' title='Just when I thought I said all I can say'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/S4Z7LrR2cvI/AAAAAAAAAs0/vE2A7lqzqOA/s72-c/102-0267_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1599792707487782337</id><published>2010-02-20T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:51:04.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my head</title><content type='html'>3 more trainings and it'll be the moment. Where the night before i'll be posting 'This is it' in big bold letters. Trainings have been going well lately and managed to pitch like 6 times the last one DESPITE my injuries that i sustained during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floorball was fun as per usual, Running, screaming, scoring, defending, tackling and all. Then, last 10 mins, decided to switch to goalie and yeah. while trying to prevent the ball from going in, i fell to my knees - i forgot what happen in between of all those screamings and laughter, especially when Mr Chan was laughing at us- and when i got up, brushed my knees and realised only later that i scraped my knees. First aiders even asked if it hurts cause i was walking normally as though i wasn't injured. But now. nearly a day later, it's swollen. Had difficulty walking around first few times. But i guess, it's better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the boys' prelims. Heard it went well for some schools and bad for others but when i keep thinking about it, the more i realise that ours is only 3 trainings away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Scared? Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what. Go LIGHTNING! Go BOBBY! Top 5 for both teams (: We can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres always a little truth behind every "just kidding"&lt;br /&gt;A little knowledge behind every " I Don't Know"&lt;br /&gt;A little emotion behind every "I Don't Care"&lt;br /&gt;and A little pain behind every "It's Okay"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1599792707487782337?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1599792707487782337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1599792707487782337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1599792707487782337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1599792707487782337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-more-trainings-and-itll-be-moment.html' title='In my head'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6496745273415892176</id><published>2010-02-15T16:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:16:49.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are my confessions, my heart is like an open highway</title><content type='html'>First time watching a marathon of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GLEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And yeah, i'm hooked! HAHA. It's an entertaining show, like seriously. The music is great and there's actually an understandable storyline that gives the whole series a backbone. There were moments where i just laughed really loud. For example the following scene,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ornIWg0VG7g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ornIWg0VG7g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Masculine guys getting in touch with their feminine side. Have to say, they would definitely make beyonce proud xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Awesome. Now, i want their soundtrack. :D Love the mash up of 'It's my Life' by bon jovi and 'Confessions Pt II' by usher. (: There are really great singers in the show. And just realise Artie is Kevin from NLT. But, all of them are like AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Just wanted to update because of GLEE :D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, It's THAT awesome. Haha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6496745273415892176?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6496745273415892176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6496745273415892176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6496745273415892176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6496745273415892176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/02/these-are-my-confessions-my-heart-is.html' title='These are my confessions, my heart is like an open highway'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7831716603771838302</id><published>2010-01-30T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:45:07.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, you're a hot mess and I'm falling for you. And I'm like hot damn, gonna make you my boo</title><content type='html'>January's coming to an end already. One month passed, and it's unbelievable. Friends, seniors moving on to JC. New faces in school. And exactly a year from now, I'm gonna be moving on to post-secondary school myself. Sometimes, it scares me how fast time flies. Like, how I'm gonna pop soon and how I'm gonna pass on the baton to the next hpc. But before all that, I know I HAVE to make an impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campcraft training has been bad this few days, for example, we only manage to pitch like once. I mean, gosh! But at least, we made new record timing! 4mins 17 sec WITH quality. (: Go LIGHTNING! Let's do this! :D Commanded for closing muster last thursday, and what can i say, it was the second time Azwyn called me cool this week! First was when she said I was raising the flag for Campcraft and second she said i looked zai when commanding closing muster. Haha. Not bad especially when a person, who always calls you kental, tells you otherwise (: Looks like my resolution is heading towards the correct direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had floorball on Friday. Game was awesome :D Mr Chan actually said i looked cool doing the drill. Haha! And then he kept commenting about how i lead by example and all by scoring the first goal. Haha! asked mum, "Ma! What if i have the floorball genes in me like Abg Azhar?" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Awesome. All the bands etc are coming to Singapore this year. Best ar. Muse, Paramore, Placebo. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has been awesome lately! And next week gonna be awesome-r. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SIS!:D&lt;br /&gt;See you in school!&lt;br /&gt;Haha such a coincidence that the day i wont be in school, you're not there&lt;br /&gt;either! (:&lt;br /&gt;love you loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ClYdHjvpCw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ClYdHjvpCw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And as i speak, thousands of men across the nation are deleting messages from their phones." HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7831716603771838302?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7831716603771838302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7831716603771838302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7831716603771838302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7831716603771838302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-youre-hot-mess-and-im-falling-for.html' title='Well, you&apos;re a hot mess and I&apos;m falling for you. And I&apos;m like hot damn, gonna make you my boo'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7888220415486403440</id><published>2010-01-10T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:57:01.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!?</title><content type='html'>Oh sheesh. Was talking to Tasha and Nick after a very long time. And Nick just told us he's gonna enlist to NS soon! D: Speaking of which, I havent seen them in a super long time although we practically live like nearly a radius of 150m away! Must meet up before Nick goes for BMT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was re-reading old posts and I can't believe how immature i sound. It's comforting to know that at least you have something of the past to look at when things are getting really hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Quoted from Alex &amp;amp; Charlotte: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you feel like giving up,&lt;br /&gt;remember why you held on for so long in the first place :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And apparently according to Azwyn AND Sis, I've failed in one of my new year's resolution already! Which was to be less kental. And I have already heard them call me kental more than 10 times just the first week of 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've only got 86400 seconds in a day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To turn it all around or throw it all away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7888220415486403440?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7888220415486403440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7888220415486403440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7888220415486403440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7888220415486403440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/01/what.html' title='WHAT?!?'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7607345799296779000</id><published>2010-01-10T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:27:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a melody in my head that i can't keep out. Got me singing like Nananana</title><content type='html'>First week of school have passed. Gosh, it's fast! Speaking of which, O Level results coming out tomorrow. Getting back Malay results tomorrow too! I'm only getting back my Malay results and I'm feeling nervous. Imagine next year. Sheesh. Btw, Good luck to those getting back their results tomorrw! (: It's VERY terrifying to know that I'll be like my seniors, waiting nervously at home for the results next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSYAALLAH, A1 for Malay tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campcraft was awesome last friday! (: We finally managed to hit below 12mins! (: We improved a lot for flag already and hopefully we'll improve some more! :D So far, school's been fine! so YAY! (: PC Tee is here already!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, I'm gonna lock myself in my room and pray hard cause I know i gave it my 110%. No point regretting it now. A1 please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7607345799296779000?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7607345799296779000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7607345799296779000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7607345799296779000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7607345799296779000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-melody-in-my-head-that-i-cant-keep.html' title='Like a melody in my head that i can&apos;t keep out. Got me singing like Nananana'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2157282613399252148</id><published>2009-12-27T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:06:37.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We gotta live like we're dying</title><content type='html'>Taking a break from homecoming video (No, it's still imperfect). Completed most homework except geog. Well... soon! Anyways, the past few days have passed so fast. And it's 5 more days to 2010! Recap on 2009 soon! Haha (: Last few days were awesome. Tuesday was an awesome day, no elaboration needed and Wednesday was (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out in a daze because i was thinking of my suuuppppppppeeeeerrrrrrr weird dream or as endy would put it, retarded. It's just plain weird. Managed to get some work done. Now, I've got to go revise my arab and start rading my notes before my classes start next sunday. Sheesh, learning arab is like woah but (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI started! I dont mind either to win. They're awesome in their own ways (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta start&lt;br /&gt;lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here&lt;br /&gt;this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it&lt;br /&gt;every second counts on a clock that's tickin'&lt;br /&gt;gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86 400 seconds in a day &lt;/strong&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;turn it all around or throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;we gotta tell 'em that we love 'em&lt;br /&gt;while we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;gotta live like we're dying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2157282613399252148?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2157282613399252148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2157282613399252148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2157282613399252148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2157282613399252148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-gotta-live-like-were-dying.html' title='We gotta live like we&apos;re dying'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7187220526981468141</id><published>2009-12-22T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:40:10.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well.. We're finally back home, freedom has finally set in as what my sister said. (: Well... ever since moving back, it's been awesome! Yesterday's AGM was -whoah- and today was TOTALLY AWESOME! (: Speaking of awesome, AVATAR was a great watch and is SO good! Especially in 3D! Heh, THANKS SIS &amp;amp; ABG MEDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow's campcraft! and outing with outreach!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7187220526981468141?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7187220526981468141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7187220526981468141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7187220526981468141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7187220526981468141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-209601425536952928</id><published>2009-12-19T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:46:29.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My time here is down to hours (: At least going out with Sis and Abg Mede around 12. Going bowling and then watch AVATAR (Zunairah - *high fives*) Heard that it received good reviews, so shall watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campcraft was okay, new shelter is more stable and easier, I guess. Flag, not bad! (: Ying Xin's back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGM's in 3 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-209601425536952928?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/209601425536952928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=209601425536952928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/209601425536952928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/209601425536952928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-time-here-is-down-to-hours-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6753638798394958</id><published>2009-12-16T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:33:03.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause you left me, Police Scene, Chalk Line. Tequila Shots in the dark scenes of the crime.</title><content type='html'>CC Training was oh well... oklah. And..... Ying Xin and Zunairah is coming back for CC! Finally, we're gonna have our proper team! And speaking of CC, just had a haircut, pixie-style, quite short. It's okay, sacrifice for CC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel bought her maestro guitar and it's pretttyyyyyyyyy! Haha! If she likes damage it or something, there'll confirm be two people chasing after her. Haha! Most probly zb would also join endy and myself. Haha! BUT! If I cause to damage it, like how I didnt mean to knock the guitars and kicked rachel's guitar like the other time, I know people who are going to hunt me down. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the holidays is packed with school activity and other stuffs. Campcraft trainings, prefectorial duties, meetings, homecoming, area games day. Oh no! Left a lot of stuffs at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok! 3 more days (: Even dad's counting down. Haha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6753638798394958?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6753638798394958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6753638798394958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6753638798394958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6753638798394958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/cause-you-left-me-police-scene-chalk.html' title='&apos;Cause you left me, Police Scene, Chalk Line. Tequila Shots in the dark scenes of the crime.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3132147931026651914</id><published>2009-12-13T19:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:32:15.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes you different, makes you beautiful</title><content type='html'>first and foremost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN, JOEY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great party now!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't be there but wish you all the best, dearie!&lt;br /&gt;LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Tomorrow's campcraft training yet again. Quality and speed. GO LIGHTNING! (: 2 more trainings before Yingxin comes back! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... was talking to sis just now and she was telling me what happened when she was in the train reading a malay novel. She was reading the sad part and started sobbing. Suddenly... There was this Mat, about my age, who tapped my sis' shoulder with a tissue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat: Kak, nak tissue, kak?&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Bolehlah, Terima Kasih.&lt;br /&gt;Mat: Sedih sangat ke kak cerita tu? Boleh saya tengok title buku tu?&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Kenapa, dik? Nak pinjam ke?&lt;br /&gt;Mat: Takdelah, kalau saya jumpa kat library ke, saya boleh pinjam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I mean, it's like so nice of him to offer a tissue to my sister when she started sobbing and all and another when he actually asked my sis for the title of the book. Like we said, hardly see a mat who reads malay love novels. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made plans with sis and Abg Mede this coming saturday. Most probably going BOWLING but! Have yet to confirm. Dah gian dah. It's seems like forever since I last touched a bowling ball. :O Soon soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent seen Tasha and Nick in ages! and Nick's going for NS soon! Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//YAY! FINALLY, meeting up with people tomorrow after campcraft. Happy happy (:&lt;br /&gt;Rach, you made my day by sending that sms! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3132147931026651914?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3132147931026651914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3132147931026651914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3132147931026651914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3132147931026651914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-makes-you-different-makes-you.html' title='What makes you different, makes you beautiful'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6446605367704246460</id><published>2009-12-11T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:13:39.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just haven't met you yet.</title><content type='html'>CC Training today. Went oklah (: Left for lunch with easties at Simei Banquet. Then we were discussing weird/funny/unforgettable moments during our cc trainings. And... Waihan's off to Malaysia soon and Ying Xin will be back next Thursday! Speaking of which, We'll like finally get  promoted, officially! And our badges! 3rd class, 2nd class, STC, etc, etc. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a small meet the parents session with ustazah tomorrow. Gosh. *Flashbacks of all those classes I've pon-ned* Hey! It was for a good cause! For AYC! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6446605367704246460?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6446605367704246460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6446605367704246460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6446605367704246460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6446605367704246460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-havent-met-you-yet.html' title='I just haven&apos;t met you yet.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7654420232374267556</id><published>2009-12-08T19:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:10:41.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you fall, stumble down, I will be there to catch you</title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God. 13 more days! Biasa ar, whenever the you-know-who calls, suara punya nyaring. I just want to return to the comfort of my own bed and access to cable and where I can watch TV at my own free will. Tak boleh angkat sia -as  quoted from Wani-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Wani's off to London already ): Ying Xin's gone too! But! Crystal, Aishah, Dini and Rachel are back! Kaushi's off to Sri lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We DID IT! Below 5 mins! 4mins 40s!! Shall wait till Ying Xin xome back and try to get below 4 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I sound like an immature kid but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;FREAKING&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO HOME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7654420232374267556?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7654420232374267556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7654420232374267556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7654420232374267556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7654420232374267556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-fall-stumble-down-i-will-be.html' title='If you fall, stumble down, I will be there to catch you'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-903662578765224591</id><published>2009-12-05T19:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:06:51.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been roaming around Always looking down at all I see Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach</title><content type='html'>16 more days! I miss home, i miss cable, i miss my sofa, i miss my bears, i miss my bed and i miss my freedom. Gosh. I will cherish home more, definitely. And i can't stand it anymore. Gonna shut everything out. Like what I told mum, 'sebulan sekali saja lah'. I'm sorry but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, everything else that is, seems ok. New Leaders' Welcome was a great start. PC Chalet was fun and next would be Annual General Meeting. Everything's going smoothly. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campcraft is tiring but fulfilling lah. Like what I said to Julene, 'What? It's only been one week?' Zunairah, Ying Xin and I will strive for less than 4mins 30 the next campcraft session! We Shall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are filled with NP and PC Stuffs and Homework. And my tutors gonna be out of the country until 3rd January! How? Only about 8 free days left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO BOWLING THIS HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fikir sangat pasal orang kat melaka pergi balik sana ajalah, kasi si menantu kesayangan jaga!&lt;br /&gt;Frust sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-903662578765224591?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/903662578765224591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=903662578765224591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/903662578765224591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/903662578765224591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/12/16-more-days-i-miss-home-i-miss-cable-i.html' title='I&apos;ve been roaming around Always looking down at all I see Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5188594983834912816</id><published>2009-11-29T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:26:02.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the right moves, all the wrong faces</title><content type='html'>Today was AWESOME (: Watched New Moon at the Grand Cathay (: So went to watch it with Sis and Abg Mede after our lunch at Pizzahut. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 things why I like Twilight Saga: New Moon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Werewolves!&lt;br /&gt;2. Surprisingly better than the book&lt;br /&gt;1. Jacob black/Taylor Lautner -Team Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Enough said, it was quite okay. (: There was this part when Jacob/Taylor first took off his shirt, then there was this loud 'ahh......' from the girl in the front row. And the whole cinema burst out laughing. It was a super loud sigh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new laptop! Acer Aspire 4937! It's bigger than the last one (: I like it alot! Thanks sis! Thanks Abg Mede! (: First CC training tomorrow, followed by PC Chalet, Cousin's birthday tomorrow. Woah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5188594983834912816?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5188594983834912816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5188594983834912816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5188594983834912816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5188594983834912816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-right-moves-all-wrong-faces.html' title='All the right moves, all the wrong faces'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8876807547056888873</id><published>2009-11-23T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:34:48.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause it's all YELLOW</title><content type='html'>Fast update before I go back to granny's place and spent the night there again. I can't believe I completed a proposal/ design in less than an hour! Hah! I'm just relief that I've completed my part and moving on, tomorrow's second class and CC Test. Gosh. Have yet to polish my boots and stuffs. Sheesh.. If only I could stop everything, things are coming all at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Will update about Perak soon&lt;/s&gt;. Nah&lt;br /&gt;Two words will sum it all up. Kidding Onlehh. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8876807547056888873?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8876807547056888873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8876807547056888873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8876807547056888873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8876807547056888873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/11/cause-its-all-yellow.html' title='Cause it&apos;s all YELLOW'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7101338845907064985</id><published>2009-11-08T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:51:58.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known. I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done. And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do.</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating since the end of school extension for us. Lists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I MUST DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. &lt;s&gt;Clean my cupboard - books, clothes, etc, etc &lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Clear out all trash and junk&lt;br /&gt; 3. Clear Study table!&lt;br /&gt; 4. Clean Room&lt;br /&gt; 5. Laundry!!!&lt;br /&gt; 6. Tidy up book shelves&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this before i leave for Perak. Sheesh. It took me nearly half a day to clear my cupboard. Not to mention Peribahasa that has to be memorised before Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I NEED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Shirts&lt;br /&gt; 2. Blouses&lt;br /&gt; 3. Jeans&lt;br /&gt; 4. Laptop/Notebook!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -coming up!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly because I packed away all my old clothes that can't fit me anymore. Or it is in superbad condition. I need decent clothings!! My cupboard's nearly empty! [it's an exageration but yeah you get the point]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I WANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. That blue headphones/ any earpiece.&lt;br /&gt; 2. That monochrome blouse -saving money for it!&lt;br /&gt; 3. That black Converse flats&lt;br /&gt; 4. Grey jeans from Penin&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MUST SAVE MONEY! MUST SAVE MONEY! MUST SAVE MONEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7101338845907064985?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7101338845907064985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7101338845907064985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7101338845907064985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7101338845907064985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-new-wind-blowin-like-ive-never.html' title='There&apos;s a new wind blowin&apos; like I&apos;ve never known. I&apos;m breathin&apos; deeper than I&apos;ve ever done. And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7131321531721797394</id><published>2009-10-25T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:23:04.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause you can't stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky</title><content type='html'>I just had to blog before getting results back tomorrow. Let's see if my efforts have produced results. Hmm.. ANYWAY, (: Finally got back my results for last year's madrasah classes. Yes, I only got back my last year's results when I'm already getting 'promoted' soon. To tell the truth, I was shocked to see the As on my slip. Like dad said, 'Banyak ponteng pun boleh dapat markah macam gitu?' Whoops. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESSUULLLTTTTSSSSSS... *follow my cousin's 's'. Heh*&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but this is the first time when I actually feel as though it is a matter of life and death, maybe because , this is actually one of the examinations when i gave it my 110% but just don't know what I'll get at the end of it. Let's just see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those people who are taking Os.....&lt;br /&gt;.... what are you guys doing on the comp? SHOOOOO! SHOOOO! Go and study!&lt;br /&gt;Haha (: Good luck and all of you rock socks (:&lt;br /&gt;To youknowwhoyouare: Six pointers ar! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been an awesome day (: Hopefully, it would last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Cause you cant stop&lt;br /&gt;The motion of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Or the sun in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You can wonder if you wanna&lt;br /&gt;But i never ask why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you try to hold me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spit in your eye and say&lt;br /&gt;That you cant stop the beat!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7131321531721797394?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7131321531721797394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7131321531721797394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7131321531721797394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7131321531721797394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/10/cause-you-cant-stop-motion-of-ocean-or.html' title='Cause you can&apos;t stop the motion of the ocean or the sun in the sky'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7543150997649147117</id><published>2009-10-15T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:30:15.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got you! To make me feel stronger. When the days are rough and an hour seems much longer</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of our papers! Hah! FINALLY! History was okay though (: Well.. Today was hmm... After the paper we had some talk by the home ec teachers. Will be an interesting post-exam activities. But it was during np when stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to beach road to buy bamboo poles. Can you imagine getting the long bamboo poles onto the PUBLIC bus? Ultimate embarrassment! Then, I became a carpenter - ahem ahem. and that azwyn had the nerve to call me a loser when she didnt inform me of what to say! AZWYN! Haha. Then after zu abandoned me and left me to sand the torch, Mdm Faridah approached us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm F. : What are you doing with that thing?&lt;br /&gt;Nike: -something something-&lt;br /&gt;Me: No lah, Mdm Faridah. We'll be using it for our gang fight later.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm F. : You and Gang fight? That is a little hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rest of nike burst out into laughters)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak. Today, people seem to enjoy laughing at me. First auntie WaiHan was laughing at me because of how i held the phone. and then yah, other stupid things. I have to stop being so kental sia!. New Year's resolution for 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw mum coming out of 7-11 just now. I smiled at her as she was looking in my direction, I thought she saw me but she just turned away and walked off. I had to call her about 5 times before she finally saw me. First thing i said was, "MA! How could you not recognise your own daughter?" She was like, oh.. you looked like some chinese kid. Oh man! Now even my mum hardly recognise me in my own school uniform!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7543150997649147117?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7543150997649147117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7543150997649147117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7543150997649147117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7543150997649147117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-got-you-to-make-me-feel-stronger.html' title='I&apos;ve got you! To make me feel stronger. When the days are rough and an hour seems much longer'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2874227655105337545</id><published>2009-09-19T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:26:15.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Hari Raya Eve! Well... Today was spent cleaning the house and helping 'rents with miscellanous stuff. Haha. Sis and Abg Mede was joking about me being Cinderella and all and Abg Mede was like, "Where's  the toothbrush?" when I was mopping the dining room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room's awesome! Will upload pics soon (: I'm excited for tomorrow, but i don't know why. At the same time, wishing i can complete my homework soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaying's leaving for UK ): Indian dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobra Starship ftw! Haha. Ever since Abg Mede recommended me to watch their covers for various  songs, I'm hooked on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the very least, I'm proud of you guys [referring to 2 different group of people] (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2874227655105337545?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2874227655105337545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2874227655105337545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2874227655105337545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2874227655105337545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-hari-raya-eve-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6783326682088570977</id><published>2009-09-13T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:24:59.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning, Rain is Falling.</title><content type='html'>*sniffs. Sniffs* Ahh! having a runny nose the day before school reopens is not a good thing. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bought two more baju raya which was a surprise especially when i told 'rents that i was not in the mood for raya. Haha. Ended going to Bimla with mum and shopped for more baju. Left the shop with a red and black kebaya and a turquoise baju kurung. Like whoah. Was surprised by my purchases too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was confusing. Don't know why. Woke up with my dream fresh in my mind up until now. It was very random with very random people. Hmm... In the end, felt the urge to talk to that few random people but didn't have the chance to. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go and sleep now. I realised its still early but this runny nose is wearing me out. Hopefully, this term is better than the last. Gonna make this worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;Steal some covers share some skin&lt;br /&gt;Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You twist to fit the mold that I am in&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be all I need&lt;br /&gt;In darkness she is all I see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to leave&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6783326682088570977?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6783326682088570977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6783326682088570977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6783326682088570977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6783326682088570977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-morning-rain-is-falling.html' title='Sunday Morning, Rain is Falling.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4140799835402292840</id><published>2009-09-11T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:46:32.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OH MAN&lt;/strong&gt;! I didn't know until a few minutes ago that &lt;strong&gt;NOH ALAM SHAH&lt;/strong&gt; is no longer gonna play for Tampines Rovers. Instead, he's going to Indonesia and play for a club there. I mean like, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MAN!&lt;/span&gt; He's one of the few reasons why i even watch singapore football! It's.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MAN&lt;/span&gt;!  Tonight had proven everything. Against Sengkang, He scored all &lt;em&gt;3 goals and the last was an awesome goal from far!&lt;/em&gt; And and... he took off his shirt in celebration. haha. I didn't know one can get a &lt;strong&gt;yellowcard&lt;/strong&gt; for taking one's shirt off! According to sis, it is because of indecent of exposure and time wasted but mostly because of &lt;strong&gt;indecent exposure&lt;/strong&gt;. To which i replied, " &lt;em&gt;There's nothing indecent about him taking his shirt off.&lt;/em&gt;" To which, i bet, many would agree. (: Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... well.... today, parents and I went to shop for our raya stuff and our family theme is black and my own personal theme is &lt;strong&gt;monochrome&lt;/strong&gt;. Black and white! Black and white baju raya, black tudung and white shoes, bag and accessories. It only took us one and a half hour to buy everything. Achievement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought food at bussorah street and yeah, &lt;strong&gt;DENGDENG&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;AYAM PERCIK &lt;/strong&gt;! Buka-ed at sis' place and sis made nasi ayam and my favourite, her &lt;strong&gt;BANDUNG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is one of my most kental-est day ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;shoes and kasut are the same thing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I typed NOH ALAMAK instead of Noh Alam Shah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Yay! I just realise i can peg a peg in 7secs. Shall try to break the record!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4140799835402292840?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4140799835402292840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4140799835402292840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4140799835402292840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4140799835402292840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-man-i-didnt-know-until-few-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8678967841679411130</id><published>2009-09-07T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:36:33.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care what they say. I gonna be with you. I wanna be with you.</title><content type='html'>Well... what a week. School hols are here and truthfully, it does not feel like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was Sis' and Abg Mede's Wedding Anniversary and i felt like a third wheel. Whoops. Reached around 7.15, had pizza for buka and got ready and left to catch a movie, 'The Time Traveller's Wife'. It's a good movie if you like sappy love stories and tragic endings. Kinda similar to P.S I Love You. Well.. Like what I'll usually say, the book's definitely better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY, SIS!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may your marriage last through eternity.&lt;br /&gt;love you both loads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking/sms-ing/msn-ing to a few people and I realised why this few days, I can't seem to keep that grin of my face. Just so glad I found friends that will be there for you through thick and thin. Nic with his constant advice, Tasha with her constant nagging, Endy with his randomness, Farah with her blur-ness, etc, etc. Like and anchor through the storm. Cliche much? Perhaps. But who cares? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish i can save you from making a huge mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8678967841679411130?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8678967841679411130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8678967841679411130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8678967841679411130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8678967841679411130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/09/well.html' title='I don&apos;t care what they say. I gonna be with you. I wanna be with you.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2391886340320444463</id><published>2009-08-31T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:51:41.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So lately You're wondering Who will be there to take my place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mnv0k98I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9UP85jms8Bg/s1600-h/5456_100705593278717_100000178305252_19466_1839916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376495994443986882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mnv0k98I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9UP85jms8Bg/s320/5456_100705593278717_100000178305252_19466_1839916_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mnLlm0XI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kQGl0QBUgow/s1600-h/5456_100705589945384_100000178305252_19465_2405679_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376495984717517170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mnLlm0XI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kQGl0QBUgow/s320/5456_100705589945384_100000178305252_19465_2405679_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mmh7pPWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Bdf6MkmPKmc/s1600-h/5456_100705626612047_100000178305252_19476_4270271_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376495973535661410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mmh7pPWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Bdf6MkmPKmc/s320/5456_100705626612047_100000178305252_19476_4270271_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mmeI3_5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/rkNmR42vEAE/s1600-h/5456_100705629945380_100000178305252_19477_3717923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376495972517412754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mmeI3_5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/rkNmR42vEAE/s320/5456_100705629945380_100000178305252_19477_3717923_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0ml7EsC_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/rZ8KSdWIlbw/s1600-h/5456_100705633278713_100000178305252_19478_2254825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376495963104611314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0ml7EsC_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/rZ8KSdWIlbw/s320/5456_100705633278713_100000178305252_19478_2254825_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... Have been busy the past few days and yeah. Have been thinking to myself that I shall use my duit raya this year to buy a guitar (: Heh. Ultimate-guitar.com is awesome! Have been trying out Wherever You will go by The Calling. Getting it! Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures from Teachers' day. Used to have a great sense of attachment to the school but a lot have changed and i guess the only reason why we went back was to see each other and see Ms Juliana. The school has changed, alot! But can still see the mural and Anni's face on it! It's been awhile since I've seen the 6A peeps but only a few came. Nevertheless it was nice to see them. They were still the normal crazy crappy self (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2391886340320444463?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2391886340320444463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2391886340320444463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2391886340320444463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2391886340320444463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-lately-youre-wondering-who-will-be.html' title='So lately You&apos;re wondering Who will be there to take my place'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sp0mnv0k98I/AAAAAAAAAsY/9UP85jms8Bg/s72-c/5456_100705593278717_100000178305252_19466_1839916_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5050971675609137525</id><published>2009-08-24T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:33:24.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*KABOOM!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Followed by nice nice fireworks(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find Pangaea cool (:&lt;br /&gt;I've got better things to do. No time to update these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Tchao! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5050971675609137525?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5050971675609137525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5050971675609137525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5050971675609137525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5050971675609137525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/08/kaboom-i-still-find-pangaea-cool-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2365907251534980846</id><published>2009-08-17T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:49:28.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it's time to live and let die... Something inside this heart has died. You're in ruins.</title><content type='html'>PANGAEA is fricking cool! (: I like plate tech. Haha! So revised History and then decided to find the sources of Tim and Moby's videos! So useful (: Shall continue revising!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Not upset. Just disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2365907251534980846?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2365907251534980846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2365907251534980846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2365907251534980846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2365907251534980846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-its-time-to-live-and-let-die.html' title='When it&apos;s time to live and let die... Something inside this heart has died. You&apos;re in ruins.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1804508648638035992</id><published>2009-08-13T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:33:34.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seconds hours so many days You know what you want but how long can you wait Every moment last forever if you feel you’ve lost your way</title><content type='html'>STUDIED! And Chem/Physics tuition went well (: Hopefully, it'll help me out! Gonna study physics tomorrow! After studying, was fb-ing and was talking to some people, even those who I've never talkde to before. Hmm... Well... I've been coping fine with all the catching up, especially with Maths, Thankfully. Chem.... Okaylah can cope. (: Gonna mug on the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said I'm short! Oh man! Which is kinda ironic. [Don't ask me why (:] Yeah, after viewing all my photos, how people have to bend when taking a photo with me, i guess she's right. Oh shucks. Been thinking about eh-why-see again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lynette &lt;/u&gt;--&gt; Sponsorships! Emails! Calls! SMSes! and her awesome-ness as the head of Outreach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Daniel&lt;/u&gt; --&gt; The guy with about 5000 songs in his itunes... well 4000++ He cut down a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joey &lt;/u&gt;--&gt; Prada or Bata. Awesome person! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Isaac &lt;/u&gt;--&gt; The guy with the nice voice and an awesome talent for cartoon sketching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Endy &lt;/u&gt;--&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Minah." "Mat." "Minah." "Mat." "Minah." "Mat."&lt;/i&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ziyad &lt;/u&gt;--&gt; &lt;i&gt;"What did i ever do to you?"&lt;/i&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rachel &lt;/u&gt;--&gt; Her random and &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; weird moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joy T&lt;/u&gt; --&gt; Her awesome voice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUTREACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; --&gt; Our singing moments [Your guardian angel, hotel california, love story, during training camp- 21 guns, no boundaries, boulevard of broken dreams and the show, etc. during Convention].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1804508648638035992?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1804508648638035992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1804508648638035992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1804508648638035992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1804508648638035992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/08/seconds-hours-so-many-days-you-know.html' title='Seconds hours so many days You know what you want but how long can you wait Every moment last forever if you feel you’ve lost your way'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5326331934956620509</id><published>2009-08-11T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:48:14.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a little bit caught in the middle. Life is a maze and love is a riddle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKZ-VevrjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/1Iy1MHGs318/s1600-h/5340_1167674603228_1568826817_437482_1911052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKZ-VevrjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/1Iy1MHGs318/s320/5340_1167674603228_1568826817_437482_1911052_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369023001976090162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc5G3jnVI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9Yfhr8VstgE/s1600-h/P1010710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc5G3jnVI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9Yfhr8VstgE/s320/P1010710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369026210689162578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc422TOqI/AAAAAAAAArI/1eKtv77Fiqc/s1600-h/P1010708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc422TOqI/AAAAAAAAArI/1eKtv77Fiqc/s320/P1010708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369026206388927138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Endy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc4YMT01I/AAAAAAAAArA/4ydy7PxqjlM/s1600-h/P1010702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc4YMT01I/AAAAAAAAArA/4ydy7PxqjlM/s320/P1010702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369026198159741778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ziyad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc38tzFZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/XTkK-5FXgpc/s1600-h/P1010695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc38tzFZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/XTkK-5FXgpc/s320/P1010695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369026190784009618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outreach Head - Lynette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc3cQlzoI/AAAAAAAAAqw/mPhG54zZZX0/s1600-h/P1010655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKc3cQlzoI/AAAAAAAAAqw/mPhG54zZZX0/s320/P1010655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369026182071570050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joy! &amp;amp; Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKahwNwHyI/AAAAAAAAAqo/GcwK-HDV9O4/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKahwNwHyI/AAAAAAAAAqo/GcwK-HDV9O4/s320/P1010636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369023610447994658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joey!&lt;br /&gt;(Her first time on an mrt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my saturdays feel so empty. Missing Outreach already. More pictures soon! and on facebook (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5326331934956620509?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5326331934956620509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5326331934956620509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5326331934956620509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5326331934956620509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-just-little-bit-caught-in-middle.html' title='I&apos;m just a little bit caught in the middle. Life is a maze and love is a riddle.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SoKZ-VevrjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/1Iy1MHGs318/s72-c/5340_1167674603228_1568826817_437482_1911052_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6000054379043637678</id><published>2009-08-07T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:51:28.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh GOSH! i can't believe is half way done ): I can't believe today is already day 4 and i need to get up at 5 tomorrow for school's NDP. but I've been having an awesome time with everyone. I'm sitting on my bed, in the dorm, laptop on my lap typing away, doing proposals, CE Project and yeah.. blogging. Studying too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 12:40AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. Joelle's playing the guitar - yeah. she's awesome- while the guys are next door talking quite loudly. and no, I'm not eavesdropping. And joy's fast asleep. The past few days have been awesome mainly because of outreach. However, kudos to Sophia, Jiaying, Zhongming and Yuh ying. They're seriously awesome people who makes sacrifices for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think the SLOs are sleeping soon. I think i shall sleep soon since tomorrow's gonna be a long day, especially for the field trip and NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want it to end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6000054379043637678?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6000054379043637678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6000054379043637678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6000054379043637678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6000054379043637678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-gosh-i-cant-believe-is-half-way-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-328921621682154607</id><published>2009-07-28T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:20:49.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And yeah iv been there right here in the most streets late nights tryna write moma saying go to sleep the king here raising war within my own fleet</title><content type='html'>Pictures at the Istana on Thursday. SWET Recepetion at the Istana Lawn. Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8H4fRdX3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/D8MNyN-w6gY/s1600-h/5451_106554699371_658604371_2167603_7123953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8H4fRdX3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/D8MNyN-w6gY/s320/5451_106554699371_658604371_2167603_7123953_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363514348270346098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 12 Ladies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8H4GbpiBI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/aYrubwY3hfQ/s1600-h/5451_106558744371_658604371_2167638_4757834_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8H4GbpiBI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/aYrubwY3hfQ/s320/5451_106558744371_658604371_2167638_4757834_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363514341602199570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the steps of the Istana(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUZk_njI/AAAAAAAAApw/T2BHA5VPjDo/s1600-h/5451_106555829371_658604371_2167615_763399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUZk_njI/AAAAAAAAApw/T2BHA5VPjDo/s320/5451_106555829371_658604371_2167615_763399_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513728266378802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready, Get Set....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUAbUDII/AAAAAAAAApo/o3VD1-tLwVU/s1600-h/5451_106557864371_658604371_2167632_3196833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUAbUDII/AAAAAAAAApo/o3VD1-tLwVU/s320/5451_106557864371_658604371_2167632_3196833_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513721514888322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jump! Unfortunately, it was a failed attempt. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUnJHp7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/-1jbIxKQgRM/s1600-h/5451_106551529371_658604371_2167583_5646628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUnJHp7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/-1jbIxKQgRM/s320/5451_106551529371_658604371_2167583_5646628_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513731907561394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us with His Excellency. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HVJ92JNI/AAAAAAAAAqI/eoZ9FxS_-lE/s1600-h/5451_106554674371_658604371_2167601_2349637_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HVJ92JNI/AAAAAAAAAqI/eoZ9FxS_-lE/s320/5451_106554674371_658604371_2167601_2349637_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513741255517394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The seniors were eager to take a piture with him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUzGeKiI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cBd_S5wzLLI/s1600-h/5451_106554669371_658604371_2167600_6967337_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HUzGeKiI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cBd_S5wzLLI/s320/5451_106554669371_658604371_2167600_6967337_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513735117679138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes! Pic with PM Lee! And He's wearing Cedar Blue! He fits right in! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HCyGFbdI/AAAAAAAAApg/E85HCyg9sOA/s1600-h/5451_106551554371_658604371_2167584_6800636_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HCyGFbdI/AAAAAAAAApg/E85HCyg9sOA/s320/5451_106551554371_658604371_2167584_6800636_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513425609977298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HChOODpI/AAAAAAAAApY/yFOt09UeL20/s1600-h/5451_106548609371_658604371_2167537_1332448_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HChOODpI/AAAAAAAAApY/yFOt09UeL20/s320/5451_106548609371_658604371_2167537_1332448_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513421080694418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HCKzYkQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/gWrlaUtWb6A/s1600-h/5451_106546929371_658604371_2167527_5697473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HCKzYkQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/gWrlaUtWb6A/s320/5451_106546929371_658604371_2167527_5697473_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513415062556930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HBteLGiI/AAAAAAAAApI/tQo-6KbqcBE/s1600-h/5451_106546919371_658604371_2167526_6829612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HBteLGiI/AAAAAAAAApI/tQo-6KbqcBE/s320/5451_106546919371_658604371_2167526_6829612_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513407188965922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Lihui and Esther, the two from the NATAS SWET. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HBZp9keI/AAAAAAAAApA/W33438vS_9s/s1600-h/5451_106546909371_658604371_2167524_1879955_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8HBZp9keI/AAAAAAAAApA/W33438vS_9s/s320/5451_106546909371_658604371_2167524_1879955_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513401869701602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-328921621682154607?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/328921621682154607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=328921621682154607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/328921621682154607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/328921621682154607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-yeah-iv-been-there-right-here-in.html' title='And yeah iv been there right here in the most streets late nights tryna write moma saying go to sleep the king here raising war within my own fleet'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm8H4fRdX3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/D8MNyN-w6gY/s72-c/5451_106554699371_658604371_2167603_7123953_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4681081211949766317</id><published>2009-07-27T13:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:11:11.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought that everything was perfect, Isn't that how it's supposed to be?</title><content type='html'>Psst.. Pictures taken after school okay! Waiting for English oral to commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm0_SnWj7lI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4QUQCKm7Zkk/s1600-h/090721_142759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm0_SnWj7lI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4QUQCKm7Zkk/s320/090721_142759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363012320301936210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wani&lt;/b&gt; and myself.&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOTH&lt;/b&gt; Aishah's and my 'adik angkat'.&lt;/u&gt; HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm0_SQhtG7I/AAAAAAAAAow/MlZ081tsYoA/s1600-h/090721_143038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm0_SQhtG7I/AAAAAAAAAow/MlZ081tsYoA/s320/090721_143038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363012314174659506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just look at Cassandra. Cheeky. Hahah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4681081211949766317?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4681081211949766317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4681081211949766317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4681081211949766317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4681081211949766317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/thought-that-everything-was-perfect.html' title='Thought that everything was perfect, Isn&apos;t that how it&apos;s supposed to be?'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sm0_SnWj7lI/AAAAAAAAAo4/4QUQCKm7Zkk/s72-c/090721_142759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5680152089680021747</id><published>2009-07-25T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:08:38.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate is a strong word But I really really really don't like you Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you</title><content type='html'>Still sick. Temperature's fluctuating. 39.3 to 37.4 then up to 39.8. I really don't want to miss a week of school ): Especially for EYD. Sheesh! I really can't taste anything! Everything taste bitter now. Urgh! Even plain water taste bitter. Just took temperature again : 39.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who wished me well (: And yeah! I finally got full marks on a pop quiz! did i mention it was a MATHS pop quiz? Haha! YAY! Thanks wani for keeping me updated! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5680152089680021747?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5680152089680021747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5680152089680021747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5680152089680021747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5680152089680021747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/hate-is-strong-word-but-i-really-really.html' title='Hate is a strong word But I really really really don&apos;t like you Now that it&apos;s over I don&apos;t even know what I liked about you'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7717328805765988479</id><published>2009-07-24T15:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:04:41.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Both hands tied behind my back with nothing Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again Why we gotta fall for it now</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Istana yesterday was FUN! &lt;/b&gt;&gt;but once i reached simei, me and mum went to the doctor's cause i was sick. So waited for quite awhile and the doctor did some check and he calmly said it was a viral infection. He even said in this awful calm tone, &lt;u&gt;"It's a viral infection. H1N1? Maybe, but we can't say anything yet."&lt;/u&gt; And until now, I'm worrying if it's h1n1 or not. He said he'll place me under the suspected category until further notice. ): Fever this morning was 39.8 but now it has slowly subside and although it is still above the trigger temperature. Coughs, sore throat and now, anything that i eat, taste bitter. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to grandma's house in an hour's time. And I'm still worried if I don't recover soon. Aishah's also sick. everyone's falling ill these days. Oh man. &lt;i&gt;Mum said i have to wear a mask!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liverpool&lt;/b&gt; is in Singapore already!&lt;br /&gt;2 more days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7717328805765988479?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7717328805765988479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7717328805765988479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7717328805765988479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7717328805765988479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/both-hands-tied-behind-my-back-with.html' title='Both hands tied behind my back with nothing Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again Why we gotta fall for it now'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2046326940488165178</id><published>2009-07-21T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:41:22.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never meant to start a war You know I never wanna hurt you Don't even know what we're fighting for</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; more day!!!&lt;/u&gt; to the match in Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; more days!!!&lt;/u&gt; to the match in Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... they are arriving in Singapore in &lt;b&gt;3 days&lt;/b&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy. &lt;i&gt;Happy&lt;/i&gt;. Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and Gloria thinks I look like a &lt;b&gt;soccer player&lt;/b&gt;. Really? Hmmm... Heh. And PE just now was fun, especially, our &lt;i&gt;[alex's, esther's, aishah's and mine]&lt;/i&gt; last goal. Nice &lt;i&gt;'cross'&lt;/i&gt; by aishah, and i just put my feet there and the ball went in. (: Not bad for a group of girls (: Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2046326940488165178?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2046326940488165178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2046326940488165178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2046326940488165178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2046326940488165178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-never-meant-to-start-war-you-know-i.html' title='I never meant to start a war You know I never wanna hurt you Don&apos;t even know what we&apos;re fighting for'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6358333108414601451</id><published>2009-07-19T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:59:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One, 21 guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, 21 guns Throw up your arms into the sky, You and I</title><content type='html'>Shall put up some pictures from yesterday's &lt;i&gt;pattern/checkered/boxes/stripes&lt;/i&gt; day at AYC (: Haha! I'm only blogging cause Harry Potter's only gonna start again in half an hour and I'm bored. Heh. &lt;u&gt;PICTURES&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMlRIiVIII/AAAAAAAAAoo/VKDj0YljTZ4/s1600-h/090718_135546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMlRIiVIII/AAAAAAAAAoo/VKDj0YljTZ4/s320/090718_135546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360168957780500610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMlQgwbqFI/AAAAAAAAAog/CtN97BsiXAE/s1600-h/DSC02842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMlQgwbqFI/AAAAAAAAAog/CtN97BsiXAE/s320/DSC02842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360168947102230610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj9-t3xZI/AAAAAAAAAoY/z-01sTquT-4/s1600-h/DSC02836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj9-t3xZI/AAAAAAAAAoY/z-01sTquT-4/s320/DSC02836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360167529215411602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj9HHeDmI/AAAAAAAAAoI/sYsP6NAZZ_c/s1600-h/DSC02833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj9HHeDmI/AAAAAAAAAoI/sYsP6NAZZ_c/s320/DSC02833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360167514290392674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rachel with our so called -by endy, who else,- Mat Shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj83_UG-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/0qQCbsbqhdI/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj83_UG-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/0qQCbsbqhdI/s320/DSC02795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360167510229654498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj8gjsJqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OfwyeDPfXfc/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMj8gjsJqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/OfwyeDPfXfc/s320/DSC02793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360167503939774114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's overdued photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMitkyLVCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/2XOjWRiEe2M/s1600-h/DSC02690_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMitkyLVCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/2XOjWRiEe2M/s320/DSC02690_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360166147864613922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMitQbEkyI/AAAAAAAAAno/qGBcFhM9ImA/s1600-h/DSC02681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMitQbEkyI/AAAAAAAAAno/qGBcFhM9ImA/s320/DSC02681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360166142398993186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMis-o6e1I/AAAAAAAAAng/yW15r3Reua0/s1600-h/6614_104142792982_597137982_2285065_7535826_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMis-o6e1I/AAAAAAAAAng/yW15r3Reua0/s320/6614_104142792982_597137982_2285065_7535826_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360166137625213778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac, the 6 year old boy who was wearing a red t-shirt and black shorts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMistF8NWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/MbQB52lJgKs/s1600-h/6614_104142787982_597137982_2285064_2523344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMistF8NWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/MbQB52lJgKs/s320/6614_104142787982_597137982_2285064_2523344_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360166132915123554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself, Rachel and Endy.&lt;br /&gt;Joy's good at taking candids. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMisUpsR1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/n2zBsiu846Y/s1600-h/6614_104142767982_597137982_2285060_5299838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMisUpsR1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/n2zBsiu846Y/s320/6614_104142767982_597137982_2285060_5299838_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360166126354188114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endy sporting my yellow hairband as a 'favour' for me (:&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Pretty boy. Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up for actually doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6358333108414601451?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6358333108414601451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6358333108414601451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6358333108414601451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6358333108414601451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-21-guns-lay-down-your-arms-give-up.html' title='One, 21 guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, 21 guns Throw up your arms into the sky, You and I'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SmMlRIiVIII/AAAAAAAAAoo/VKDj0YljTZ4/s72-c/090718_135546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7301654749299227608</id><published>2009-07-18T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:33:38.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does the pain weigh out the pride? And you look for a place to hide? Did someone break your heart inside? You're in ruins</title><content type='html'>After today's meeting, i've just realised how tight our schedules are. PPL is on the top of the list now and priya and I need to make announcement within 2 days! I really cant believe that we're gonna recruit a bunch of new PCs and PSLs. Seriously, it feels as though I just went through the PPL situational test yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another AYC session tmrrw! And we're wearing checkered shirt/blouses/tanks. Will most prob put up a group photo asap. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURSHAZWANI KHASWAN! Besok jadi ke tak? Alamak. Budak ni eh. Tsktsk. Haha! Class theme for Express Yourself Day is Barnyar. At first when i heard of it, my first reaction was, "What? We're gonna dress up like cows?" And I finally got the drift that we were supposed to look kinda like the old wild wild west. Aishah and I've decided to wear checkered shirt -yes, again- with jeans. And for me, the accessories would be a black 'cowboy' hat. HAHA! And ever since we've decided to wear checkered shirt, the both ofus keep seeing people in them, people from all ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still at shock that  RHD is this coming tues, mount everest tea session on thurs, college day on sat and etc. Like whoah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, ESTHER WOO SHI YUN!, TANYA CHLOE ONG! &amp; CRYSTAL SEET WAN JIN!&lt;br /&gt;You guys are oh-so-awesome ttm! &lt;br /&gt;I knew you guys can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7301654749299227608?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7301654749299227608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7301654749299227608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7301654749299227608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7301654749299227608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-pain-weigh-out-pride-and-you-look.html' title='Does the pain weigh out the pride? And you look for a place to hide? Did someone break your heart inside? You&apos;re in ruins'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7538171145033536544</id><published>2009-07-15T22:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:04:13.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating?</title><content type='html'>Talking to a few people online just now. It's been super long time since i really talk to nick and tasha. It's unimaginable how i survived not talking/confiding to them for weeks (: &lt;i&gt;Thanks for everything you guys. Loves!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then talked to ryan&lt;i&gt; -kinetic energy!-&lt;/i&gt; and we've decided to have a comm merger outing! Haha! Was being random ar. haha. I can assure you it would be extremely fun if we were to have it! It seems like only yesterday was training camp and we still have 8 weeks left to AYC but the fact is we only have about 3 more saturdays until AYC itself. Time really do pass fast when you're having fun. Come to think of it, I can no longer imagine saturdays without ayc. but i shall have fun while it last and make memories that will last a lifetime (: Cliche but yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! Today's &lt;b&gt;15th July&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 15th Birthday,&lt;br /&gt;Hairul Azwyn Bte Safi'i! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;My friend for almost 9 years since primary 1, my squadmate and my public speaking 'shifu'&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally turned 15! Haha! Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;And yes despite your constant reminders of me being a kental and all,&lt;br /&gt;how you always seem to be there during my most embarassing moments&lt;br /&gt;and how you always seem to remember all the mispronounced words I've said &lt;i&gt;(McSwing instead of McWings. haha. You know i always put all of my 's' in the wrong places)&lt;/i&gt; and how you never fail to let me forget them,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope today went well for you and hope you have had an enjoyable 15!&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, you'll always be the one who corrects my -practically- &lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and happy 10th bithday to your 10-yearold cousin. haha! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Loves!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it's true Alonso is moving to Real, I'll be very, very upset with Rafa Benitez ): And oh man, we cant greet Liverpool at Changi airport. Haha. It's not like i can go or something :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7538171145033536544?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7538171145033536544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7538171145033536544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7538171145033536544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7538171145033536544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-know-whats-worth-fighting-for.html' title='Do you know what&apos;s worth fighting for? When it&apos;s not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating?'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5933272813065791269</id><published>2009-07-12T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:27:51.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Wake up, wake up) this ain't just a thing that you (Give up, give up) don't you say that I'd be</title><content type='html'>Okay... Well..... Today's an  okay day that's ending of well (: Yesterday was beyond awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, from sis' place, made my way to RGS. and met -didnt mean to- Kaushi, Beaunice, Priya, Joy and Charlotte at City Hall. Was Not late. YAY! Let's skip to the more fun part. (: Then during the academic sessions, Outreach was outside since it was too intellectual and just slacking around as our more active role was during the orientation dry run. So Daniel 'found some basketballs lying around' and we played basketball. (: It's been a long time since I played basketball. Some observations I made during basketball:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never let a basketball near Endy's feet. Potentially Dangerous!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never let a ball gets to Joy's nerves. She is one fierce person! She'll vent everything on the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rachel's as graceful as a ballerina when she shoot some hoops (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ziyad's quite a good shooter. Like Whoah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isaac's great even without his specs. *Ahem ahem *&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel's just plain awesome cause he was in basketball. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Endy the bully, as per usual, used his height to my disadvantage. Hmph. Haha! So shoot some hoops and then just after ziyad's and my shots went into the hoop right after one another, we got caught. =X. So yeah, went to eat before our briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates about Orientation at Sentosa another day. Tired ttm. (: Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5933272813065791269?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5933272813065791269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5933272813065791269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5933272813065791269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5933272813065791269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/wake-up-wake-up-this-aint-just-thing.html' title='(Wake up, wake up) this ain&apos;t just a thing that you (Give up, give up) don&apos;t you say that I&apos;d be'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6147921911320099362</id><published>2009-07-07T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:53:44.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Back up, back up) take another chance, Don't you (Mess up, mess up) I don't wanna lose you</title><content type='html'>Found out another interesting thing today! Muahaha! Haha Ling! Then basically, talked to ling, azwyn and zunairah and they flooded my FB! My gosh! HAHA! but it's nice talking to them abt stuffs and all. HAHA! Guess I'm going for the tea session and the PISA thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlNMF-iMtgI/AAAAAAAAAnI/I1GvD1aWRnc/s1600-h/fb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlNMF-iMtgI/AAAAAAAAAnI/I1GvD1aWRnc/s320/fb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355708047443146242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlNMFUYKkZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/dIO3tpngS6o/s1600-h/fb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlNMFUYKkZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/dIO3tpngS6o/s320/fb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355708036126773650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Malay oral at Macpherson Sec! A1, &lt;i&gt;pleaaassssseeeeeee.&lt;/i&gt; (: Heh. Shall go and revise now. Hmm... Me and Aishah are going full speed ahead with our studies! &lt;u&gt;AISHAH!&lt;/u&gt; we can do it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: &lt;u&gt;Everything I ask for by the Maine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh She makes me feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;I can't get over it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are amazing. Haha! &lt;b&gt;Maine&lt;/b&gt; ttm! (: and Group choruses are nice!&lt;br /&gt;Joy still wants to form an &lt;b&gt;Outreach band&lt;/b&gt;. Like whoah. Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Siti/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6147921911320099362?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6147921911320099362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6147921911320099362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6147921911320099362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6147921911320099362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-up-back-up-take-another-chance.html' title='(Back up, back up) take another chance, Don&apos;t you (Mess up, mess up) I don&apos;t wanna lose you'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlNMF-iMtgI/AAAAAAAAAnI/I1GvD1aWRnc/s72-c/fb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-718186347549310177</id><published>2009-07-06T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:20:07.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My feet are stuck here, against the pavement I wanna break free, I wanna make it Closer to your eyes, get your attention Before you pass me by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlH1vh04fcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eg6v5Z15Hrs/s1600-h/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlH1vh04fcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eg6v5Z15Hrs/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355331628803063234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;u&gt;DEAR DINI&lt;/u&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads tinie dinie! (:&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was orientation for the singaporean delegates. Basically, we were just 'floating around'. Cause our part was only in the later part of the programme. So, endy and joy -ahem- were taking photos and all. Oh yes, endy owes me a favour now. Muahaha! Basically, today was quite ahem slack for us (: heh. But we bonded again by doing the most stupidest stuff together. Haha. I was halfway playing tap tap revenge on rachel's phone! Oh man! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after which we decided to go somewhere to eat Jiaying's gift but in the end only four of us were left. So we ate and talked and talked and crapped. I found out a few interesting things today &lt;i&gt;(some on saturday)&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy's email means &lt;b&gt;SHETLAND&lt;/b&gt;(a breed of dog)&lt;br /&gt;Endy has a &lt;b&gt;SISTER!&lt;/b&gt; I thought he would have a brother or something.&lt;br /&gt;Ziyad has &lt;b&gt;THREE&lt;/b&gt; elder sisters. My, i thought he is the eldest in the family or something.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel lives in &lt;b&gt;PIONEER&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac lives in a &lt;b&gt;HOSTEL&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Joey has loads of &lt;b&gt;POLO TEEs&lt;/b&gt; of different colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amused. &lt;i&gt;Very&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;i&gt;little miss sunshine&lt;/i&gt;!!! Haha! Exchanging with azwyn since azwyn wants it from i dont know when. And she told me she saw me at vs, which i was kinda surprised. Haha! I guess azwyn has a sharp eye to be able to spot me in the canteen. Not bad ar, azwyn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from joy later. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-718186347549310177?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/718186347549310177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=718186347549310177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/718186347549310177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/718186347549310177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-feet-are-stuck-here-against-pavement.html' title='My feet are stuck here, against the pavement I wanna break free, I wanna make it Closer to your eyes, get your attention Before you pass me by'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlH1vh04fcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eg6v5Z15Hrs/s72-c/IMG_1435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6521198076187902034</id><published>2009-07-05T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:54:55.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little things, you do to me are Taking me over, i wanna show ya Everything inside of me Like a nervous heart that, is crazy beating</title><content type='html'>Today is 5th July, Bro's 24th Birthday (: So he treated us to breakfast and we played two rounds of bowling. I was pissed off at my second game cause i missed 125 by 1 pin. Urgh. Haha. But it was fun playing with the whole family (: Breakfast was nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlCiCbniHyI/AAAAAAAAAmw/LqVIMKf6pdQ/s1600-h/6128_1089295188436_1108166907_30234311_1355037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlCiCbniHyI/AAAAAAAAAmw/LqVIMKf6pdQ/s320/6128_1089295188436_1108166907_30234311_1355037_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354958119600529186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlCiCJb9JEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EBCfjY7PL6c/s1600-h/6128_1089295228437_1108166907_30234312_3398256_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlCiCJb9JEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EBCfjY7PL6c/s320/6128_1089295228437_1108166907_30234312_3398256_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354958114720130114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say abg mede damn pro in his last frame he got a turkey. and was just short of sis by 4 pins. Woah. Sis, as per usual, is very VERY pro although she hasn't bowled for 3 months. It's been quite long since i bowled with family (: So it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's AYC, shall go and get enough sleep asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY 24TH BIRTHDAY, DEAR BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;although I don't say this often,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6521198076187902034?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6521198076187902034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6521198076187902034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6521198076187902034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6521198076187902034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-things-you-do-to-me-are-taking.html' title='The little things, you do to me are Taking me over, i wanna show ya Everything inside of me Like a nervous heart that, is crazy beating'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SlCiCbniHyI/AAAAAAAAAmw/LqVIMKf6pdQ/s72-c/6128_1089295188436_1108166907_30234311_1355037_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5694732467190258199</id><published>2009-07-03T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:39:57.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There’s something bout the night And the way it hides all the things I like Little black butterflies Deep inside me</title><content type='html'>School. Okaylah. Hmm... Extra training today was awesome since, we manage to finish everything. (: Then after training at macs, we were talking and talking and Eliqah decided to show us this ghost game that she herself recently discovered and Azwyn was afraid to hold it then in the end i took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I was afraid i was going to drop her phone from shock or something. So, we navigated around and suddenly the thing appeared and Dini screamed after countless reminders from zunairah to not scream. The whole time zunairah went &lt;i&gt;'Can we go home now. can we? can we? Can we go home now?'&lt;/i&gt; Pitying her, we complied with her wishes. Then, in the bus,we were conquering the back of the double decker bus and talked. Eliqah made a comment about how i have a principal look. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro had a haircut... Hmmm... last time, he looks like an &lt;u&gt;Ah Mat&lt;/u&gt; (Ah beng +Mat) or to put in Azyn's words, &lt;u&gt;' Gangster Baik.'&lt;/u&gt;  But now, Bro cleaned up good (: He looks nice ar. But as usual he was like, &lt;b&gt;' Macam maner? Okay tak? Tak pernah nampak angah macam ni kan?'&lt;/b&gt; Basically, he was fishing comments from me. But being the nice lil sis I was, I did (: I think that's cause, the person's birthday is &lt;i&gt;coming sooooooooooooon&lt;/i&gt;. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got complimentary tickets to AYG at Bishan Stadium but didn't go since training haven't ended. Sheesh! Wani's gonna kill me! The ticket is on the table right now.  Even mum wants to go. Man. Wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5694732467190258199?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5694732467190258199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5694732467190258199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5694732467190258199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5694732467190258199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-something-bout-night-and-way-it.html' title='There’s something bout the night And the way it hides all the things I like Little black butterflies Deep inside me'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-9093901057583737484</id><published>2009-07-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:37:55.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m coming to terms I’m starting to learn This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be ’Cause I’m using you, you’re using me It’s never as easy as we believe</title><content type='html'>Afterall we've done.....&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; be cancelled?&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;u&gt;should &lt;/u&gt;I be feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Sad?&lt;br /&gt;Relief?&lt;br /&gt;Happy?&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;don't know&lt;/u&gt; what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel numb from the&lt;i&gt; -soon to be-&lt;/i&gt; wasted collective efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall entertain myself with some comic strips (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4VTycXzWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uFK5hCulO9o/s1600-h/xperson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4VTycXzWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uFK5hCulO9o/s320/xperson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354240436692569442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4VTgF8xvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/e7_0UcfQEC4/s1600-h/xperson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4VTgF8xvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/e7_0UcfQEC4/s320/xperson3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354240431766685426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4W-tpGu6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/oawFnwdQyD0/s1600-h/neverfinish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4W-tpGu6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/oawFnwdQyD0/s320/neverfinish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354242273649802146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-9093901057583737484?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/9093901057583737484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=9093901057583737484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/9093901057583737484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/9093901057583737484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-coming-to-terms-im-starting-to-learn.html' title='I’m coming to terms I’m starting to learn This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be ’Cause I’m using you, you’re using me It’s never as easy as we believe'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4VTycXzWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uFK5hCulO9o/s72-c/xperson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3352276429101932384</id><published>2009-07-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:46:04.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With everything I've ever done I'd give it all to everyone For one more day Another night I'm waking through Another door I walk into I can't break</title><content type='html'>So had meeting with the excos and met up with Nike later on. Meeting was okay. Managed to settle everything. YAY! Rehearsal dates and all. Oh. Today was so not a good day for me cause i was late for both times i am meeting people. Urgh! Can I say Mat's house is nice? Haha cause it's like nice and very cosy. Left earlier cause meeting Nike at 11. And Charlotte says I have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy's sense of direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, met nike - well, less half of them anyway- but i was late but i was not the latest! (: I was starving cause I didn't eat breakfast. Went to bowl. Two games. Did quite okaylah. &lt;u&gt;First game - 138. Second - 126&lt;/u&gt;. The rest of them also did well too considering the number of times they played before. (: Then went to the toilet cause zu wanted to put her studs, and while she was in pain the rest of us were taking pictures inside the toilet. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking and walking, we saw this you know the shop with the web cam and we were like &lt;b&gt;so jakon &lt;/b&gt;and wanted to go take pics, and then everyone got into position and posed. Then, after &lt;b&gt;15 secs&lt;/b&gt; like that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;u&gt;Who's taking the photo?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we realised no one was! &lt;u&gt;Memalukan syarakat!&lt;/u&gt; Then we went to &lt;i&gt;times&lt;/i&gt; and flip through some magazines. So I picked up InTouch. And was flipping through the pages and saw like the&lt;i&gt; list of 100 sexiest men alive&lt;/i&gt;. And Dini and practically the rest was like ' Eeyer! Why this and this inside the list?!' and Dini kept saying, "&lt;u&gt;OMG! Gaspard Ulliel's not in the list? What is this?!"&lt;/u&gt; I was just happy &lt;b&gt;Taylor lautner&lt;/b&gt; made into the list and was ranked #17 i think. (: Right, Right, Dini and yingxin? Azwyn was debating with herself whether or not she should buy THAT magazine. Hmm.. now I'm wondering if I should have given her that 1 dollar. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, dini, yingxin and I made a pact to google this guy, &lt;b&gt;luke pasqualino&lt;/b&gt;. I did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Then, I don't know how the subject drifted to &lt;b&gt;starbucks&lt;/b&gt; and we started to talking about you know, the free samples for new flavours. Haha. I wanted one! So, on the way back, at the corner of my eye, I saw a starbucks barrista with a tray! I convinced the rest to get one and in the end i didn't get one ): But shared with Ying Xin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YA! YingXin cut her hair &lt;u&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/u&gt; me there! It was supposed to be my turn to decide her haircut but in the end, glennis picked for her. &lt;i&gt;See lah yingxin, don't want to wait for me.&lt;/i&gt; The next time, I'm gonna make look pretty and less like a mushroom (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KCugzzwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/3mOSDQ8u0wo/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KCugzzwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/3mOSDQ8u0wo/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354228048951758594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KCT7f8QI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Pcne5WlVQSc/s1600-h/090702_133321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KCT7f8QI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Pcne5WlVQSc/s320/090702_133321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354228041815945474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KB-gLSjI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4CxzDZLRwys/s1600-h/090702_133301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KB-gLSjI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4CxzDZLRwys/s320/090702_133301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354228036064201266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KtpfYgdI/AAAAAAAAAlw/tVINOAsVSMo/s1600-h/me+and+yx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KtpfYgdI/AAAAAAAAAlw/tVINOAsVSMo/s320/me+and+yx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354228786337972690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why when yingxin and I take a pic together, she'll be looking somewhere else with a weird expression. tsktsk. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KBsJbILI/AAAAAAAAAlI/_vEGYZ41kt8/s1600-h/090702_133121.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3352276429101932384?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3352276429101932384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3352276429101932384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3352276429101932384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3352276429101932384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-everything-ive-ever-done-id-give_03.html' title='With everything I&apos;ve ever done I&apos;d give it all to everyone For one more day Another night I&apos;m waking through Another door I walk into I can&apos;t break'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sk4KCugzzwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/3mOSDQ8u0wo/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-877217579592257978</id><published>2009-06-28T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:56:05.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls do what they want, boys do what the can.</title><content type='html'>School Tomorrow! Which means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting @6.45&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning Assembly! - AZWYN!!! I need last minute practice with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SS/Hist Paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E Maths Paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study date with Tanya! Haha (: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My right ear is so ruined! &lt;i&gt;[Rachel, you'll get what i mean tomorrow. ]&lt;/i&gt; And &lt;b&gt;GEO Challenge&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt; addictive. Hopefully, I'll keep my promise of putting Facebook on hold at least until exams are over. On the brighter side, I'll be going home early on Tuesday (: Good Luck Bio Students! That's practically what MOST of them were worrying about. Me and Bio, we don't get along well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Glennis is so gonna be mad at me if she finds out something. I think. YAY! Tomorrow's gonna be okay I hope. Morning Assembly...  Hmmm... Shall keep my composure. Think before I speak. Seeing &lt;u&gt;NIKE&lt;/u&gt; after so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I have yet to blog abt this. But... the world recently lost one of our greatest legends, the King of Pop, Michael Joseph Jackson. Well... they did say good people die young. The king of Rock, Elvis Presley and the late Princess Diana to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... I realise i need a few time checks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until &lt;b&gt;exams end&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;u&gt;4 days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drill&lt;/b&gt; Comp.: &lt;u&gt;15 days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leaders &lt;b&gt;Invest&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;u&gt;19 days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;AYC&lt;/b&gt;!: &lt;u&gt;4 weeks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Speed Check: &lt;u&gt;101km/h&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e Maths and SS/ Hist. I can do it! Yes, we can (: Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-877217579592257978?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/877217579592257978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=877217579592257978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/877217579592257978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/877217579592257978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-do-what-they-want-boys-do-what.html' title='Girls do what they want, boys do what the can.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4791378587663140136</id><published>2009-06-26T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:39:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fallin' in love But it's fallin' apart I need to find my way back to the start When we were in love Things were better then they are</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Just got home from video comm meeting and i also just got my hair done (: A few funny things happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Kaushi also came to school because she had the handover thingy and then she went to collect the Invitation cards for the other schools' invest. Then, one of the school addressed the card to the head prefect and then inside it invited the &lt;u&gt;'Head Prefect and 2 Others'&lt;/u&gt;. Then Rachel, kept emphasizing on Head Prefect everytime. Haha! So, in the end, Kaushi, Rachel &amp;amp; I are going for that invest (: HAHA! But sadly, a lot of schools' are also having their leaders invest on 17th July! Oh no. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, in the midst of cutting my hair the person was talking and talking - I'm sorry but i don't know about what, i think it was about michael jackson's death or something - and then the subject drifted to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like, &lt;i&gt;"Wahh... -something something something- She looks like chinese...." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, mum was like, &lt;u&gt;"Her father's chinese what."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was like, &lt;u&gt;WHAT?&lt;/u&gt; - in my head of course- &lt;i&gt;I mean, yeah, my father looks like a chinese but he's not one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser seemed amused and started talking again.&lt;i&gt; "Oh... No wonder she has the chinese look. Wah... -something something-..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting there and smiling. Haha. Then she started talking about how i should find a chinese husband. And then I forgot what she was saying. Haha! It's like the how many times, I hear people say that already. But the thing is, the hairdresser actually believe I'm half chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and do some more work (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Check: &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; more days!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Check: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;93 km/h&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4791378587663140136?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4791378587663140136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4791378587663140136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4791378587663140136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4791378587663140136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-fallin-in-love-but-its-fallin-apart.html' title='I&apos;m fallin&apos; in love But it&apos;s fallin&apos; apart I need to find my way back to the start When we were in love Things were better then they are'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1063798757338908584</id><published>2009-06-25T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:43:24.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill. And I know I’ll be okay, though my skies are turning gray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;*Breathes out a sigh of relief*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoah. School's reopening in what, &lt;b&gt;less than 4 days&lt;/b&gt; time? This time round, for me, the holidays passed by in a flash. But well... the holidays was memorable and filled with awesome memories. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another Leaders' Invest meeting. We got quite a lot of things done. And &lt;u&gt;time check: 22 more days!&lt;/u&gt; That's a very VERY short time.  22 DAYS! OMG! Tomorrow's another meeting with the VIDEO Comm. We shall get our work started NOW. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Check: &lt;u&gt;90km/h&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By next week.. I should reach &lt;i&gt;150km/h&lt;/i&gt;. Woah. Haha. But from what i gather, it'll be one fulfilling journey (: Shall go and get some shut-eyes. Tchao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1063798757338908584?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1063798757338908584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1063798757338908584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1063798757338908584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1063798757338908584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/use-me-as-you-will-pull-my-strings-just.html' title='Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill. And I know I’ll be okay, though my skies are turning gray.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3749200756655885638</id><published>2009-06-22T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:45:20.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't walk away and, Please tell me you'll stay</title><content type='html'>Hope for another week of school holidays? or maybe even two? Well... As of 1823hrs. I guess all hopes are &lt;s&gt;dashed&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj95gGiG88I/AAAAAAAAAj0/iAAb2wShzns/s1600-h/H1N1+school+extension+thingy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj95gGiG88I/AAAAAAAAAj0/iAAb2wShzns/s320/H1N1+school+extension+thingy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350128474755888066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. School will reopen as scheduled. So people who still have homework left to do, &lt;u&gt;go do it now&lt;/u&gt;! Haha! Well... I am gonna spend the whole of tomorrow to mug on my humanities. Well... mum is thinking of bringing me to the hairdresser but i am thinking twice of whether or not i should cut my hair cause it is gonna be a different shop. Hmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. okay back to the school extension thingy.. Well.. I don't know.. I mean, seriously, do you think students will really stay at home and not spend it else where. Yeah. Another week of school holidays sure sounds nice and &lt;i&gt;very tempting&lt;/i&gt; - especially for the sec 3s, as it means more time to mug&lt;i&gt; [ yeah, right(: ]-&lt;/i&gt; But will we actually use it wisely? The sec 4s are already back in sch doing their exams so why can't we, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an extension of the school hols but I seriously don't know. &lt;u&gt;I am on the fence about this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3749200756655885638?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3749200756655885638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3749200756655885638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3749200756655885638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3749200756655885638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-dont-walk-away-and-please-tell.html' title='Please don&apos;t walk away and, Please tell me you&apos;ll stay'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj95gGiG88I/AAAAAAAAAj0/iAAb2wShzns/s72-c/H1N1+school+extension+thingy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-9212848572830635384</id><published>2009-06-21T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:04:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuz you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart Please don't throw that away Cuz I'm here for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj5EkjVgORI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Sa0_0ANnIiM/s1600-h/b195181152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj5EkjVgORI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Sa0_0ANnIiM/s320/b195181152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349788802114140434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were vandalizing one of the whiteboards with outreach all over and Isaac's name is a lil bit special because of ermm... hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah! I forgot to mention the darling you can cheer. Haha! We were singing it during the 2nd night and last day of AYC. I think it's like stuck in our head or something . Haha. But the tune is catchy. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-9212848572830635384?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/9212848572830635384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=9212848572830635384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/9212848572830635384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/9212848572830635384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/cuz-youre-my-youre-my-my-true-love-my.html' title='Cuz you&apos;re my, you&apos;re my, my true love, my whole heart Please don&apos;t throw that away Cuz I&apos;m here for you'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj5EkjVgORI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Sa0_0ANnIiM/s72-c/b195181152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4409039047713664944</id><published>2009-06-21T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:58:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven</title><content type='html'>Shall update about Day 2 of AYC Training Camp before Kaushi kills me. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - Started out with my daily dose of coffee (: Yes ar! Haha! We thought we were going to be late but we were reasonably early. YAY us! The rest reached exactly on the dot. The rest of the session was quite dull but as per usual outreach was the bomb (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... the best part of the day was definitely the NIGHT when we &lt;u&gt;PARTY-ED&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. It was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST-EST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate pizza (: While some people ate only one, i ate two. oops xP! Then then ar, all of us sat in a circle and we just practically started singing. And OMG! I didnt know there were a lot of ppl who could sing so darn well! [oh btw, we didnt mug on day 2! heh!]  And Mrs Chu said she could hear us from the first floor and that people were looking up at our place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... PRIYA, our pride, danced! She's just plain awesome (: Then they started spinning the bottle and those who were 'pointed at' was supposed to dance with another lucky one. Haha. S, we just had our fun. HAHA! Then it was my turn with Benjamin. Coincidentally, both of us are in np and we decided to do some hentak drill. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And which day would pass, without some guitar playing right? So, yet again, ziyad played his guitar while nicholas accompanied him with some wicked finger snapping. He is talented ttm. Then we did some more singing before we each went and rest... me, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; KAUSHI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and beaunice talked for awhile and hehe, we overheard their truth and dare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kaushi and some others were angry at poor yankiat cause she couldnt sleep because he was very noisy. Then I blasted my ears and went to sleep (: No ghost stories that night but it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most memorable part was defintely the friendship dance. (:&lt;br /&gt;Body waved - bob-ed - shivered - etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iqJlzwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/x0L6a15_kLE/s1600-h/4760_1091031035751_1225764218_30288691_1156115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iqJlzwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/x0L6a15_kLE/s320/4760_1091031035751_1225764218_30288691_1156115_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783272025345794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYC Organizing Committee + SLOs + Facils = Awesome-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj5AHiNzLFI/AAAAAAAAAjk/sNrs3j5t5fc/s1600-h/4960_107269523208_572253208_1882721_3903996_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj5AHiNzLFI/AAAAAAAAAjk/sNrs3j5t5fc/s320/4960_107269523208_572253208_1882721_3903996_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783905550675026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_inGhNQI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BDsroGx_ZgQ/s1600-h/4960_107269533208_572253208_1882722_1601095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_inGhNQI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BDsroGx_ZgQ/s320/4960_107269533208_572253208_1882722_1601095_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783271207154946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas with his magical snapping fingers&lt;br /&gt;He's damn fast sia. He snapped along while they were playing Jason Mraz's I'm yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iXYtR7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/72SnWP4Di4M/s1600-h/4960_107268193208_572253208_1882705_4963643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iXYtR7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/72SnWP4Di4M/s320/4960_107268193208_572253208_1882705_4963643_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783266988476338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ben doing hentak. So un-coordinated sia!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iN-MoJI/AAAAAAAAAjE/d1S6J1HZ2so/s1600-h/4960_107266223208_572253208_1882673_3346765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iN-MoJI/AAAAAAAAAjE/d1S6J1HZ2so/s320/4960_107266223208_572253208_1882673_3346765_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783264461365394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iM5FiUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/SHuultpAkwc/s1600-h/4960_107264698208_572253208_1882641_2589684_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iM5FiUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/SHuultpAkwc/s320/4960_107264698208_572253208_1882641_2589684_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349783264171493698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Embrace Priya's awesome-ness (: Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Credits to Clarence and Beaunice for the amazing pics (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4409039047713664944?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4409039047713664944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4409039047713664944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4409039047713664944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4409039047713664944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-never-let-you-fall-ill-stand-up_21.html' title='I will never let you fall I&apos;ll stand up with you forever I&apos;ll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sj4_iqJlzwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/x0L6a15_kLE/s72-c/4760_1091031035751_1225764218_30288691_1156115_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-13116377594753060</id><published>2009-06-20T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:38:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons are changing And waves are crashing And stars are falling all for us</title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;Today was another one of AYC meetings but this time it was with the SLOs. Started out okay.. &lt;u&gt;Did the friendship dance with the SLOs!&lt;/u&gt; YAY! (: Haha and we played dog and bone too! and the last part, endy became the bone. Haha! It was quite dry after that cause we had long - &lt;i&gt;i do mean long&lt;/i&gt;- lectures regarding the 13 countries. Wait. Did I mention the rest went to sentosa? Yeah. Isaac thought we were going to Sentosa too but unfortunately, no. But its ok, outreach had our own fun too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole of AYC, we walked from RGS to Far East and yeah, we kinda jay walked. Oops. Then, isaac, joey, joy, ziyad and i went to eat at &lt;u&gt;PASTAMANIA.&lt;/u&gt; Talked about music that makes sense. Oh. We had &lt;b&gt;turkish ice cream&lt;/b&gt; next. It was fun just to get our ice cream. Heh (: While joey taxi-ed home [ahem], the rest of us train-ed home. Once I reach home, I was out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! Was talking to Tasha online just now and then she thought AYC is pronounced as &lt;i&gt;'AAIIICCKKK'&lt;/i&gt; instead of A. Y. C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... I'm not going anywhere for the next few days except for some NP stuff. Other than that, stay home since I haven't been home for quite awhile. Need to clean my room, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: &lt;u&gt;11.35&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchao. I shall go and sleep &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-13116377594753060?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/13116377594753060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=13116377594753060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/13116377594753060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/13116377594753060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/seasons-are-changing-and-waves-are.html' title='Seasons are changing And waves are crashing And stars are falling all for us'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3667850509346065206</id><published>2009-06-19T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:03:45.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;KAUSHI!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' i love kaushi cos &lt;i&gt;she is nice to talk to&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;' i tell her my secret cos she rocks'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! But she is AWESOME (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3667850509346065206?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3667850509346065206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3667850509346065206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3667850509346065206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3667850509346065206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-never-let-you-fall-ill-stand-up.html' title='I will never let you fall I&apos;ll stand up with you forever I&apos;ll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7674278507265543891</id><published>2009-06-19T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:32:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And now that I'm strong I have figured out How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul &amp; I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one</title><content type='html'>I shall blog about.... &lt;u&gt;TRAINING CAMP DAY 1 NIGHT 1(: &lt;/u&gt;before i forgets what happened. Hmmm... Pictures first? (: Afterall, pictures speaks a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX92bylkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/4Z7PVCiUnFE/s1600-h/4960_107227068208_572253208_1882108_2374853_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX92bylkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/4Z7PVCiUnFE/s320/4960_107227068208_572253208_1882108_2374853_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036071272486466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the see of people? Yay. Surya looks worried at the back there. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He's a great co-group leader although i was gone for most of the acad lessons for SLO training (: THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-h6L8fI/AAAAAAAAAik/FVwUoiQKBl4/s1600-h/3632005057_4047252ab3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-h6L8fI/AAAAAAAAAik/FVwUoiQKBl4/s320/3632005057_4047252ab3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036082942702066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I was listening you know. Beaunice just happen to snap this picture when I turned around. Haha. Uly's lessons are interesting and great! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-TPvMaI/AAAAAAAAAic/HdT8zyxasy4/s1600-h/3631989819_c25ff3765b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-TPvMaI/AAAAAAAAAic/HdT8zyxasy4/s320/3631989819_c25ff3765b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036079006560674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This games was hilarious! Snake! Crane! Macho man!&lt;br /&gt;I kept going from one side to the other. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-dxktAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LoWJhLYSMxA/s1600-h/3631962147_e160c901bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-dxktAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LoWJhLYSMxA/s320/3631962147_e160c901bb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036081832834050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This game was quite fun. Haha! This picture was taken when endy, ziyad and rifdi [at that point of time, i didn't know his name] was opposite me and two other girls. Once the blanket was dropped, I shouted endy's and ziyad's name and they kept shouting my name repeatedly, I repeat, REPEATEDLY. And I don't know why, but the 'referee' thought they were calling all of our names. Haha! I forgot who won that round in the end. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something &lt;u&gt;WEIRD&lt;/u&gt; happened after the game, which made &lt;u&gt;kaushi&lt;/u&gt; and I laugh! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-N-Rb_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/mT5h4_1XWeA/s1600-h/3631931333_f5ec29b74c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX-N-Rb_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/mT5h4_1XWeA/s320/3631931333_f5ec29b74c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036077591130098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was our forfeit! But in te end everyone had to do it. so yeap. I was up there mostly because of yelin! Haha! But he was up there too. so it's okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was fun! (: Haha! Since I don't have pictures to show what happened in the first night then yeah. I shall blab it out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after AYC, we made our way to ECP and ate near the foodcourt and then we set by the cable ski park. And we ate there, mugged [cedarians that is]. The guys were wolf whistling this guy who was passing us at the cable ski park and who was showing us his crack. Haha! There was a point of time when he turned back and waved at us! then ziyad took out his guitar and we started singing &lt;i&gt;LOUDLY&lt;/i&gt;. Haha! Slowly we proceeded on to singing national day songs and chase away the people who were originally sitting beside us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we made our way back to the office and brush our teeths and continued mugging. But by-I am not sure what time-, we gathered near the entrance, sat in a circle, and started telling ghost stories. It's nice to hear &lt;i&gt;ghost stories in the dark with a whole group of people&lt;/i&gt;. With the main entrance opening and closing giving a sort of effect to the whole scene. It's also fun to see how some people react to certain stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stories later, Zhongming told us to go and sleep. Haha! But it was definitely a &lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7674278507265543891?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7674278507265543891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7674278507265543891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7674278507265543891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7674278507265543891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-now-that-im-strong-i-have-figured.html' title='And now that I&apos;m strong I have figured out How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul &amp; I know I&apos;ll find deep inside me I can be the one'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjuX92bylkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/4Z7PVCiUnFE/s72-c/4960_107227068208_572253208_1882108_2374853_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4402429244832569193</id><published>2009-06-16T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:27:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And try to take the path less traveled by That first step you take is the longest stride</title><content type='html'>Hey guys (: Back from AYC - Training Camp! (: Loving it and now, missing it. ): I shall fully elaborate it once Beaunice, dearest photographer, have uploaded the photos. Mean while, I shall just put up photos of my beyond awesome comm, Outreach. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singing, the guitar-playing, the serious moments (although it was &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; seldom), the fun moments&lt;u&gt; (Charlie~! We're on a bridge, Charlie~!)&lt;/u&gt; and basically, all the time, it was FUN with them and the Organising Comm(: Man, I miss the training camp ): But its okay, now, I'm looking forward for all AYC activities and meetings ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random pictures&lt;i&gt;[not from training camp]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjeO9N6xTkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/sGSABWYKEbk/s1600-h/3603065572_ff172e1a09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjeO9N6xTkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/sGSABWYKEbk/s320/3603065572_ff172e1a09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347900264885079618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the Sessions at VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjeO8mq9lMI/AAAAAAAAAh0/vrC9pLUSsks/s1600-h/3603096622_e022d910b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjeO8mq9lMI/AAAAAAAAAh0/vrC9pLUSsks/s320/3603096622_e022d910b2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347900254349792450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTREACH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-well... half the comm anyway-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise From bottom left: Yuh Ying, Ziyad, Endy, Me, Rachel and Joey&lt;br /&gt;During one of our brainstorming sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4402429244832569193?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4402429244832569193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4402429244832569193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4402429244832569193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4402429244832569193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-try-to-take-path-less-traveled-by.html' title='And try to take the path less traveled by That first step you take is the longest stride'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SjeO9N6xTkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/sGSABWYKEbk/s72-c/3603065572_ff172e1a09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8493460821074518936</id><published>2009-06-11T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:28:35.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My best friend gave me the best advice He said each day's a gift and not a given right Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind</title><content type='html'>Jiaying's adorable man. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I sent an email regarding tomorrow's recce which I wont be able to attend and then I saw that I had an email from her. I thought it was going to be a formal email about AYC or something but she was just explaining how she wants to go for the fancy drill competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NIKE. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can do it. And you know what, I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; no, i know we can win this.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we don't, it's the journey and not the destination right? Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Love you Nike(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8493460821074518936?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8493460821074518936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8493460821074518936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8493460821074518936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8493460821074518936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-best-friend-gave-me-best-advice-he.html' title='My best friend gave me the best advice He said each day&apos;s a gift and not a given right Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7964548226738509396</id><published>2009-06-11T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:23:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late Could you say goodbye to yesterday? Would you live each moment like your last</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I need to pee&lt;/s&gt; okay. That was so tak perlu. Heh. (: So past few days have been really busy. And tomorrow's another busy day. Today was very fruitful (: YAY! (: Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to complete &lt;i&gt;(most of it)&lt;/i&gt; and rehearsed the whole fancy drill. YAY! Haha. And the meeting went fine too. We managed to settle a lot of things including miscellaneous stuff. So after the meeting and drill practice, we &lt;i&gt;(me, priya, charlotte, kaushi, crystal and sowon)&lt;/i&gt; went to eat at BK at Bugis. It's fun to talk about non-serious stuff once in a while, especially since AYC has brought us closer. Just a break from everything. (: So today, reached home quite early and then had to settle some AYC and Leaders' Invest stuff. I've finished everything that I'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be another day of drill practice and I'm going to ecp cause someone asked me to go there if not they'll be a loner there. Aiyoh. &lt;i&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/i&gt; Haha. I finish plucking the fur from my furry berret! It's less furry now! YAY! Can go and season it now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-break! JESSE's on MTV- (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's AYC meeting went smoothly too. Sadly, only a few people came. Guess who ate almost the whole cheesecake? Haha! Not me! And apparently, for Training Camp, It's a &lt;b&gt;residential camp.&lt;/b&gt; so yup won't be home. Parents are away anyway. ): But I guess It'll be fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday to Monday is Training Camp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;u&gt;Monday is Comm dinner&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;And then &lt;u&gt;Tuesday, is STC Group 7 outing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;And this week has been an okay week (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not talking about me but a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the first impression is utmost important because that's how people are going to judge you in the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7964548226738509396?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7964548226738509396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7964548226738509396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7964548226738509396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7964548226738509396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-today-was-your-last-day-what-are-you.html' title='If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late Could you say goodbye to yesterday? Would you live each moment like your last'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6783356992312310019</id><published>2009-06-09T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:04:03.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did (as hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin bout our life, a house and kids</title><content type='html'>Finally, I've finished all my courses for June! (: YAY! Now, I can concentrate on Leader's Invest and AYC.  But today was definitely much better than yesterday. It was well... more fun.. I guess.. Haha. Today was also when I got all the juicy gossips (: Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... the trip home was enjoyable.. Well... I slept the first part of the trip but then about the second half was spent laughing at sonya's and dini's sleeping styles. They looked so cute sia. Haha! Pictures another day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go and rest now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6783356992312310019?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6783356992312310019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6783356992312310019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6783356992312310019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6783356992312310019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-never-thought-id-fall-for-you-as-hard.html' title='I never thought I&apos;d fall for you as hard as I did (as hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin bout our life, a house and kids'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5685596292738934316</id><published>2009-06-06T20:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:13:04.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then you came in.. and knocked me on my face Feels like in I'm a race but I already won first place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipklzu5-pI/AAAAAAAAAhM/A-V3-oXoZmw/s1600-h/Kimberly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipklzu5-pI/AAAAAAAAAhM/A-V3-oXoZmw/s320/Kimberly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194508533398162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog hopping just now when I saw all my friend's posts regarding my campaign and all. I mean, they really believe that I can do it and I'm not going to give up. NEVER. For them, for the school, I'll give my best. I will make them proud and not disappoint them. Kim's post was so cute! Haha. She still insists that I have abs. Haha. Do I? Maybe. (: Hui Sian too! haha. "its so cool to say that my squadmate/nco mate is the HPC!" And of course, Waihan. The first person, who I promised not to disappoint (other than my family members of course). She had faith in me... I truly believe I have made friends for a lifetime in Cedar. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. so today was ayc training yet again and apparently, Isaac didn't come either. So we were left with 4 people. But Joey joined us later on (: Today was one of my most intellectual discussions I have had so far. And we were talking about democracy, politics and all. And I realised with these guys, I've got to be on my toes, especially regarding current events and ASEAN. These discussions have also like make me wonder about some issues that I have taken for granted. I guess, AYC is getting more and more fruitful every week. And my English Vocab is improving. (: &lt;i&gt;*raises eyebrows at azwyn*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per usual, after the training, we went to have comm lunch/updates-within-comm. Ate at Far East Plaza KFC. Man. I should seriously stop with all those fast food! If not, I'll disappoint kim. Haha (: Then trained home with charlotte, endy and adrian. Haha. I just found out adrian lives in simei too. Me and rachel won't be coming for the training on 8th June. Sadly. ): But its okay we're gonna make it for the training camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and do the LI thing now. Oh. I wonder how SI went today. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5685596292738934316?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5685596292738934316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5685596292738934316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5685596292738934316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5685596292738934316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/then-you-came-in-and-knocked-me-on-my.html' title='Then you came in.. and knocked me on my face Feels like in I&apos;m a race but I already won first place'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipklzu5-pI/AAAAAAAAAhM/A-V3-oXoZmw/s72-c/Kimberly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-266684979975385321</id><published>2009-06-06T19:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:05:45.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you stay awake Knowin' all I do is think of you All the things we thought about Then, never will happen again If I could just see you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the best sister anyone could ask for and my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ROSMUNIZA BINTE MUHAMMAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SipWELtN55I/AAAAAAAAAg0/4Rj3JYYGOrw/s1600-h/4509_1072374565431_1108166907_30185191_7447998_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SipWELtN55I/AAAAAAAAAg0/4Rj3JYYGOrw/s320/4509_1072374565431_1108166907_30185191_7447998_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344178537690425234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On this day, &lt;u&gt;6th June 2009&lt;/u&gt;, marks a very special day.&lt;br /&gt;My dear beloved sister, you've turned -ahem ahem- years &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; young (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although today is your birthday,  I'm the one who have been given two of the greatest gift that anyone could have asked for, a great sister and an awesome best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU, SIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people might say our age gap is huge but it doesn't matter because I am just so thankful for having you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU, SIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there as my pillar of strength, taking care of me when I was a young toddler and up until now. Being there for me when things were not going my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU, SIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this may sound cliche but you are TRULY the best sister anyone could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU, SIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you've been my constant drive and what makes me more determined to strive for what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't imagine a life without you as my elder sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak, &lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy 28th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipam7GHm_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/d8G1WDI0vRw/s1600-h/me+and+sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipam7GHm_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/d8G1WDI0vRw/s320/me+and+sis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344183532573400050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipamm_Sx7I/AAAAAAAAAg8/WjrJ_E2ndxQ/s1600-h/4449_1073038582031_1108166907_30187246_3509393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sipamm_Sx7I/AAAAAAAAAg8/WjrJ_E2ndxQ/s320/4449_1073038582031_1108166907_30187246_3509393_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344183527176062898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-266684979975385321?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/266684979975385321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=266684979975385321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/266684979975385321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/266684979975385321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-do-you-stay-awake-knowin-all-i-do.html' title='How do you stay awake Knowin&apos; all I do is think of you All the things we thought about Then, never will happen again If I could just see you'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SipWELtN55I/AAAAAAAAAg0/4Rj3JYYGOrw/s72-c/4509_1072374565431_1108166907_30185191_7447998_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8691957075087347490</id><published>2009-06-05T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:52:59.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tried my best at movin' on Have yet to find a girl like you See things now I didn't before Now wishin' I had more time with you</title><content type='html'>Man. Tomorrow, as per usual, we have ayc gm BUT, BUT apparently, nearly half of the comm won't be there. The only people attending is me, rachel, endy, ziyad and isaac. Yup and that's it. But i guess we'll have to make something out of it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I did a quiz on fb and then it said my motto on life should be, &lt;u&gt;"Veni.Vidi. Vici."&lt;/u&gt; Which translates to, &lt;u&gt;"I came. I saw. I conquered."&lt;/u&gt; It's inspirational. Looked it up on wiki and realised it was said by julius caesar after his war at godknowswhere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! oh! oh! &lt;b&gt;PK and HFS&lt;/b&gt; course is finally over! Now left with &lt;b&gt;LMSC&lt;/b&gt;. Another two days of lecture at some far away place. Oh man. And oh man! oh man! People are stereotyping me! Maybe it is in a good way, maybe it is not. I don't know! But well... afterall, I am who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. well.. was doing some last minute work before tomorrow's gm. and I'm done! Now, I shall go and &lt;i&gt;rest&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8691957075087347490?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8691957075087347490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8691957075087347490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8691957075087347490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8691957075087347490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/tried-my-best-at-movin-on-have-yet-to.html' title='Tried my best at movin&apos; on Have yet to find a girl like you See things now I didn&apos;t before Now wishin&apos; I had more time with you'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4256058634549920144</id><published>2009-06-03T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:36:56.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a letter you wrote me It still smells just like you Damn those sweet memories How do you how do you sleep how do you sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee............&lt;/i&gt;(: Okay. Let me see... I don't have a free day during my school holiday weekdays. And they call it a holiday? Hmm.. But it's okay. At least I'll get to see Nike right? Then I'll be bombarded with &lt;u&gt;LI Meetings, AYC meetings, TD meetings.. &lt;/u&gt;Woah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm thinking of the &lt;u&gt;people in UK&lt;/u&gt; now. I want to go! But too bad... not free at all! Hmm.. I wonder what &lt;i&gt;Wani, Vindhya and Pei Wen&lt;/i&gt; is doing right now.... And I told Wani to get me something! Haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go and study my &lt;b&gt;PK&lt;/b&gt; notes? Hmmm... I guess I should then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! &lt;u&gt;YingXin&lt;/u&gt; said she'll go with me to cut&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair and let &lt;u&gt;ME&lt;/u&gt; decide what kind of hairstyle for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Hehe! Excited! 3rd week! 3rd Week! HTA again. Well.... Will survive another few hours of lectures. Like I told Sonya, &lt;u&gt;"It's like 30 Geog Lectures combined."&lt;/u&gt; I mean, one lecture is going to be fun but 18? Isn't it too much. And then I slept all the way from Boon Lay to Simei. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4256058634549920144?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4256058634549920144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4256058634549920144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4256058634549920144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4256058634549920144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-found-letter-you-wrote-me-it-still_03.html' title='I found a letter you wrote me It still smells just like you Damn those sweet memories How do you how do you sleep how do you sleep'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3043474388323946894</id><published>2009-06-02T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:09:34.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been about a year now  Ain't seen or heard from you  I been missing you crazy  How do you how do you sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;JESSE MCCARTNEY HAS A NEW VIDEO!!!&lt;/u&gt; Haha! I just saw it on MTV just now. Man, so slow! Yay! Have been waiting a long time for the video! Euphoric! ((: I'm a happy camper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="330" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bsXRqI1WbI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bsXRqI1WbI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="330" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a year now&lt;br /&gt;Ain't seen or heard from you&lt;br /&gt;I been &lt;b&gt;missing you crazy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you how do you sleep&lt;br /&gt;I found a letter you wrote me&lt;br /&gt;It still smells just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Damn those sweet memories &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you how do you sleep how do you sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3043474388323946894?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3043474388323946894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3043474388323946894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3043474388323946894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3043474388323946894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-about-year-now-aint-seen-or.html' title='It&apos;s been about a year now  Ain&apos;t seen or heard from you  I been missing you crazy  How do you how do you sleep'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2071871258907943301</id><published>2009-05-30T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:47:08.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of You. Pictures of Me. Hanging on the wall for the world to see</title><content type='html'>Had. AYC just now at VS. Haha. It was kinda interesting in a way. Oh oh oh! I was wearing my blue starbucks shirt, black bottoms and a black jacket to cover up my itches and Rachel and Joy  thinks &lt;u&gt;i look cool.&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;i&gt;First time, first time.&lt;/i&gt; Azwyn and zunairah would find this unbelievable but I'm serious! Haha.  They even told me that they could imagine me riding a motorcycle! ((: After AYC, me, joy, endy and ziyad &lt;i&gt;[the rest were either not free or went home already ): ]&lt;/i&gt; went to have a late lunch together at macs. It was funny as some people just have no coordination at all. Haha. Oh dear! Joy won't be there for the next meeting ): Anyway, have a safe trip to UK! Oh, we managed to do some brainstorming in the bus ride home too! Was very fruitful (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was the handover. &lt;u&gt;Joy P, Nasuha, Joy T and I &lt;/u&gt; were camwhoring after our handovers as the rest were still busy doing stuffs and talking.  Thanks &lt;b&gt;JOY P&lt;/b&gt; for the gifts really appreciate it loads!! The handover was quite fun actually. we were just like having fun throughout the session. (: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I just realised my eyes becomes really small when I smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I shall let pictures talk for itself then ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElIrx5Y6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/iCjBLPe9Euw/s1600-h/me+and+nasuha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElIrx5Y6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/iCjBLPe9Euw/s320/me+and+nasuha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341591464159306658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Nasuha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElITJ-6mI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Hpvsi5MDy50/s1600-h/me+and+joy+t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElITJ-6mI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Hpvsi5MDy50/s320/me+and+joy+t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341591457549445730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Joy T. (:&lt;br /&gt;I bend down okay, Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next few photos are of me and Joy P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElIf_B-HI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oOufPmZwSyk/s1600-h/joy+p+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElIf_B-HI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oOufPmZwSyk/s320/joy+p+and+me+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341591460993169522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElH2QpbnI/AAAAAAAAAf8/FCh6QhTUE9g/s1600-h/joy+p+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElH2QpbnI/AAAAAAAAAf8/FCh6QhTUE9g/s320/joy+p+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341591449792769650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture! But my badge is slanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2071871258907943301?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2071871258907943301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2071871258907943301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2071871258907943301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2071871258907943301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-of-you-pictures-of-me-hanging.html' title='Pictures of You. Pictures of Me. Hanging on the wall for the world to see'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SiElIrx5Y6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/iCjBLPe9Euw/s72-c/me+and+nasuha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1190305899801675132</id><published>2009-05-28T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:50:01.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can feel the colour running As it's running from my face</title><content type='html'>Two papers down and well... Chem was okay.. Gave my best and didn't leave out any questions ((: Okay so, &lt;b&gt;CHEM&lt;/b&gt; (my weakest subject) is FINALLY over (: So, tomorrow's PHYSICS and ENGLISH! Must ACE both papers ((: Oh, Malay was okay. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun (: Mugged with Tanya, Crystal, Azwyn and Zunairah at Burger King! I need to eat less! Haha. Studying at BK (or any other fast food restaurants) is potentially life threatening. Haha. But managed to cram some things inside my head and clear my doubts. Today, have just proven to me how much i miss 2/O and US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out during the hols. The thing is, &lt;u&gt;when?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jasmine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen you for AGES!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1190305899801675132?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1190305899801675132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1190305899801675132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1190305899801675132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1190305899801675132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-feel-colour-running-as-its.html' title='I can feel the colour running As it&apos;s running from my face'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8485218292006969637</id><published>2009-05-27T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:12:55.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought I’d be in love like this When I look at you my mind goes on a trip</title><content type='html'>Today was... (: Hmm... I'm going to continue mugging after this. Morning assembly was like woah. I didn't know why i just teared THERE of all times! And my voice was shaking when I said my acceptance speech... Well.... not really an acceptance speech cause my mind went blank yet again.. First thing that came into my mind was, &lt;u&gt;"What? Who? Me? Really? Wait, Seriously?"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;u&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/u&gt;! Standing there, waiting for the results, my mind was like going through different scenarios. But I suddenly went blank went Joy P said my name, was so shock.. and the shock lasted until end of school.. But thanks &lt;u&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/u&gt;. THANK YOU! Thank you for giving me this opportunity and having faith in me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... &lt;u&gt;Congrats to the EXCO '09/'10!&lt;/u&gt; ((: I'll be flooding your inbox soon! Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;EXCO of '08/'09!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for being our mentors and being there supporting us throughout this journey! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say other than thank &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;, Cedarians, Teachers and friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall now go and mug for CHEM and MALAY (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8485218292006969637?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8485218292006969637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8485218292006969637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8485218292006969637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8485218292006969637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-thought-id-be-in-love-like-this.html' title='I never thought I’d be in love like this When I look at you my mind goes on a trip'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-85634858720137948</id><published>2009-05-25T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:07:07.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High hopes in velvet ropes. Checkered thighs on a pretty pawn This vicious velvet ain't enough</title><content type='html'>This week's NEWSWEEK is on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BARACK OBAMA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nearly the entire NEWSWEEK is covered with his pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!. Woots! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-85634858720137948?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/85634858720137948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=85634858720137948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/85634858720137948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/85634858720137948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-weeks-newsweek-is-on-barack-obama.html' title='High hopes in velvet ropes. Checkered thighs on a pretty pawn This vicious velvet ain&apos;t enough'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1092480853665166181</id><published>2009-05-25T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:59:53.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This has been no walk in the park I feel like we have fallen apart Open up your eyes girl and see How wonderful this love could be</title><content type='html'>People have been asking me how's the results but yeah, we don't know yet. We won't know until the whole school knows. We will know when you guys know. And people ask me how i feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well *Shrugs* .... What's meant to be will be, right.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's me, I'm happy and I'll do my best to make the school proud.&lt;br /&gt;If it's either Joy or Charlotte, I'm happy for them, really. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, no matter what position i get, I know I'll put in a 110% in everything/whatever I do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those who supported me, Don't worry okay? I'll be alright no matter what happens (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1092480853665166181?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1092480853665166181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1092480853665166181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1092480853665166181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1092480853665166181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-has-been-no-walk-in-park-i-feel.html' title='This has been no walk in the park I feel like we have fallen apart Open up your eyes girl and see How wonderful this love could be'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7175325869623747937</id><published>2009-05-25T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:32:01.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what you get for waking up in vegas</title><content type='html'>Is Hitler a good leader or not? Hmmm... &lt;b&gt;Hitler&lt;/b&gt; has officially killed my brain cells, with Chem and Physics as his counterparts. Currently rushing History homework and then shall rush English homework. Haha. Sean was rubbing it in that I have exams this week while he's at home, bored and sian... Endy asked me to go and study and seriously, i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from thursday. Well... didn't start the day well... Was just about to step out of the house when we got a phone call from bro's colleague saying that he was involved in an accident. Was so shocked. Couldn't enjoy x-country that much because did not know bro's condition yet. Thanks to people who comforted me ((: Luckily it wasn't anything serious but he did went for a minor operation. Oh, did I mention, &lt;u&gt;3 Oh is the champions for B div Cross country&lt;/u&gt;? Haha. All of them so pro! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, sis and bro-in-law brought me to watch &lt;u&gt;Night at the Museum 2.&lt;/u&gt; Awesome, hilarious movie! A must watch! Haha! I want to watch it again! After which, went to Harbourfront to buy my handphone at a cheap price! ((: Haha. Then rushed back to hospital to see bro. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STC was okay. Made some new friends. And jetty Jump wasn't disappointing. and ___ sir made me pick up a dead &lt;b&gt;cockroach&lt;/b&gt; which i was damn afraid of. And when i did, he just clapped his hands. I mean like -.- But it was okay overall. Ah sheesh. Speaking of which, just went to the doctor's just now. The doctor was like, "Aiyoh! Tsktsktsk!" I have &lt;b&gt;sand flies bites&lt;/b&gt; all over me and the doctor only gave me cream but not pills as he say it would make me sleepy. And the doctor said it (the bites/itches)  would last for &lt;i&gt;weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee was like, "Oh dear, Siti, what happened to you?" After I explained to her she was like, "Oh, our dear Siti, looks like you have sweet blood." Haha. That's what my mum said too. Haha. And then, during English, I was scratching my leg  when Ms Lin was explaining somethings when she suddenly said, "...and Niza! Can you stop scratching your leg, now you're making me feel itchy!" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now exhausted and itchy.&lt;br /&gt;Going to study with Azwyn tmrrw, hopefully, it's going to be productive (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7175325869623747937?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7175325869623747937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7175325869623747937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7175325869623747937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7175325869623747937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-hitler-good-leader-or-not-hmmm.html' title='That&apos;s what you get for waking up in vegas'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6193323739186904026</id><published>2009-05-20T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:39:37.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't no sunshine when she's gone</title><content type='html'>Hmm.... Let's see... I was about to post when I needed to go to the toilet. Haha. Random. I am feeling so exhausted today. Don't know why. Luckily, I need not run for tomorrow but I want to run with Nike! On a brighter side, &lt;b&gt;GOING OUT WITH MUM, SIS and ABG MEDE&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow after x country! Yay! Haha. Will be &lt;u&gt;bowling and purchasing my new handphone &lt;/u&gt;((: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod. I thought I lost my PC shirt or something. Then checked outside, my cupboard, my parents cupboard, the laundry and guess where I found it. In my &lt;u&gt;brother's room&lt;/u&gt; -.-! Like as in seriously, until tomorrow also cannot find.  It's not like as if he can fit into the shirt or something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;u&gt;NIKE's&lt;/u&gt; awesome. No. I KNOW NIKE's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, because of them, I don't have the heart to give only my second best.&lt;br /&gt;They DESERVE the best from me and I REALLY do not want to disappoint them but I guess it's really not up to me.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how much Ying Xin and the rest wants it as much as I do, just really moved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't want to disappoint them &lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, NIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's end on a higher note. Today was interesting! ((: Haha. Hmm.. So proud of them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou to those running for x country tomorrow! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6193323739186904026?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6193323739186904026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6193323739186904026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6193323739186904026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6193323739186904026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/aint-no-sunshine-when-shes-gone.html' title='Ain&apos;t no sunshine when she&apos;s gone'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8582186299832874637</id><published>2009-05-19T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:36:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is ending and we will get through eventually</title><content type='html'>So talked to parents already, and they agreed! YES AR! NEW Handphone!!! Hehe. Will be going out with mum after cross country to purchase my handphone! Yay! Will most probably THAT phone again! LG KS360! Gosh. I'm so excited and this time, hopefully, I won't lose it! I'll like sayang it to the max! But I seriously need a new phone. Calls and sms-es can't get through sometimes. Urgh. Yay! THURSDAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The suspense is killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8582186299832874637?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8582186299832874637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8582186299832874637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8582186299832874637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8582186299832874637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-ending-and-we-will-get-through.html' title='This is ending and we will get through eventually'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-1073484351860353764</id><published>2009-05-18T20:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:03:44.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I'm done with being up and down and pushed around</title><content type='html'>Today's SEL lesson was interesting for me. I don't know why. Especially the &lt;u&gt; Please Listen To What I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; Saying&lt;/u&gt; part. I guess it is true, that some people just put up a strong facade when they actually want people to know that they are actually very fragile. I mean, hey, a good leader is one who is a good listener right? &lt;b&gt;Someone who's not self-centered and thinks she's god?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah. So today's lesson was interesting despite hong pei, alex and I presenting. It was kinda impromptu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Today passed quite fast actually.. Not much lessons. And OMG 'The Rise of Evil' is getting more and more interesting. Hmmm... ((: Let's see. Ms Chng Didn't come. Physics was quite interesting. Then MT, SS- movie and then group discussion for debate presentation. Oh I can't wait for our presentation tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! &lt;u&gt;Barack Obama's my idol!&lt;/u&gt; Haha. Kinda cliche but who cares. I mean he's awesome! I adore his &lt;b&gt;'Yes.We. Can.'&lt;/b&gt; Speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail towards freedom through the darkest of nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballot; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we can to justice and equality. Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity. Yes we can heal this nation. Yes we can repair this world. Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so tomorrow, as we take the campaign South and West; as we learn that the struggles of the textile workers in Spartanburg are not so different than the plight of the dishwasher in Las Vegas; that the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of L.A.; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, &lt;u&gt;we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea – Yes. We. Can.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply summarizes everything (: Let's face it. I'm getting deeper and deeper into politics everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm just a lil' bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-1073484351860353764?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1073484351860353764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=1073484351860353764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1073484351860353764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/1073484351860353764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/but-im-done-with-being-up-and-down-and.html' title='But I&apos;m done with being up and down and pushed around'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5004474537383996748</id><published>2009-05-16T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:13:44.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did this night become the enemy It's over. it's over. it's over.</title><content type='html'>Studied for Chem. And it's without my chem textbook because god knows where it is ): Studied with my other chem books. &lt;b&gt;Moles&lt;/b&gt; has killed most of my remaining brain cells but I'm going to survive on the remaining to do maths and revise physics tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XIRxi6xI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MJFg4YrmrVo/s1600-h/post2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XIRxi6xI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MJFg4YrmrVo/s320/post2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336439145690753810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This poster is so cute lah. I just gave her my baby pictures and she made this haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank you, Tasha!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sponsorships?&lt;/u&gt; So far everything is going well... Just need to contact the companies... Other than that, everything is going well. nad Mardhiah's going to AYC. Excited! At least I know one person who's a participant. Yayness! Oh man, I won't be able to attend next week's meeting due to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surivival Training Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But I rather miss the meeting than miss STC man. Thankfully, we're going with area 5 ((: I am still at shock that STC's next week and we're gonna have jetty jump (: Haha. Yes, I am afraid of heights but after doing that challenge pole during OAC, I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; no, I know I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XITD9cFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dp7mj-VfgOs/s1600-h/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XITD9cFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dp7mj-VfgOs/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336439146036424786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nike &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XIv4iLrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bzYvZ-qqCiY/s1600-h/OAC%2709+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XIv4iLrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bzYvZ-qqCiY/s320/OAC%2709+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336439153773129394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The week has been hectic but awesome because of Nike and 3O((: Nike and 3/O was so excited for voting day. Haha. They were more excited compared to me. Okay, I was more nervous than excited, but I've done my best and it is the cedarians' choice. ((:  I didnt know I have a superniza entourage ((: Haha. Eliqah is Supercool Eliqah. Haha. She was like adding super to almost every word and she's so super ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe the weekend is nearly over! Shall wake up late again tomorrow ((: Shall go sleep now. Exhausted (: Tchao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5004474537383996748?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5004474537383996748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5004474537383996748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5004474537383996748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5004474537383996748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-did-this-night-become-enemy-its.html' title='How did this night become the enemy It&apos;s over. it&apos;s over. it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sg7XIRxi6xI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MJFg4YrmrVo/s72-c/post2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3995279542884492496</id><published>2009-05-14T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:13:47.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now take my hand And we will run away Down to this place that I know</title><content type='html'>Oh my, my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRIS ALLEN and ADAM LAMBERT is in the FINALS! Yayness! ((: Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cedar is closing up in the school nationals cheering competition!&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou Cedar! (: We Can Do It! Come on! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop procrastinating and go polish my boots (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3995279542884492496?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3995279542884492496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3995279542884492496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3995279542884492496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3995279542884492496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-take-my-hand-and-we-will-run-away.html' title='Now take my hand And we will run away Down to this place that I know'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-725093367193979180</id><published>2009-05-12T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:59:57.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Said they wanted change I hope that You remain the same To show that This is not a game Lets end this tragedy today</title><content type='html'>Exhausted. (: But I'm going to persevere until the end of this week ((: You know, ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for TANYA (: Jiayou! Love you to bites and pieces. Thanks for being my campaign manager along with Sharianty! You guys were oh-so-awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anniversary). Harpoons for sternums. says:&lt;br /&gt;every bit of love that you love us with, we love you back with twice the amt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I shouldnt love her (: Aww... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to Plain Whte T's 1, 2, 3, 4. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-725093367193979180?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/725093367193979180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=725093367193979180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/725093367193979180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/725093367193979180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/said-they-wanted-change-i-hope-that-you.html' title='Said they wanted change I hope that You remain the same To show that This is not a game Lets end this tragedy today'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6032113269540220068</id><published>2009-05-10T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:13:16.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calm your nerves now and dont worry, just breathe are you sure now don't bother packing let's just leave</title><content type='html'>Just got home from dinner with mum and dad. Haha. Currently hooked onto The Cab's Take My Hand (: Well.... Today was spent on the computer doing AYC stuff. Glad I have finished most of it already. Don't feel well now. Currently have this headache. Today I woke up at  12.30! Shocking. Second time already I woke up late during the weekends. Shall go and do my A Maths homework. 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From Passing Out Parade to my Speech during assembly. Well I seriously do not know where to start. Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; for giving me an opportunity and encouraging me throughout this 4 weeks of campaigning. Your constant advice, encouragement, assurance, support and many more had truly helped me a lot.  Thank you to everyone who has been a part of this journey with me. Well... I am going to be specific now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHARLOTTE LIM&lt;/span&gt; for your sms-es and encouragement. Whatever is the outcome,  we know that we've got each other's back and we'll support one another. Thanks for your talks during our trips home and yeah just random talks about stuffs. Thank you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOY TAN&lt;/span&gt;. It has been wonderful running alongside you and Charlotte. Exchanging comments and thoughts, thank you. It was 4 weeks filled with fond memories. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the I/Cs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHARLOTTE CHEONG &amp;amp; DIVIYA!&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for being our secretaries and had to handle all of our ... haha. ((: Thank you! All that is left is the voting day, and I have faith in you guys. Good Job and Thank you very much for making our campaign memorable especially during the various courses! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIKE&lt;/span&gt; for being there for me from BUZZ@CANTEEN! We took only a week to ace it and we did well. Thank you for the main pillar of support throughout this journey and I don't think it would have gone well if not for you guys and your constant encouragement. I LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS. No amount of words can express how thankful I am towards you guys. Thank you for being there for the past two years and couting. Thank you so so so much! LOVES! FALL DOWN, GET UP, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NIKE IS THE BEST!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NCOs&lt;/span&gt; for being there for me especially during the first day when they announced the nominees. When I saw the three of you among Nike, I was just shocked and truly grateful for that. Thank you ma'ams for your assurance and the encouragement you gave me on Thursday. Thank you MA'AMS and  I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOY PRIYA and EXCO of 2008-09&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for the encouragement and hugs. But most importantly, thank you for having faith in me and giving me an opportunity to be one of the nominees. Thank you JOY P for your letter, it was so sweet and I love blue. (: Thank you NASUHA for the prep talk before the speech. Really appreciate it! Thank you DERYN and RIZWANA who are like my godmothers in Cedar who constantly ask if I ate or not. Thanks for your concern! Thank you JOY YUEN, SARAH LEONG, HUDA and WEN MIN for all your advice ((: Last but not Least, My dear IT Comm Mentor, GRACE TANG. Thank you for leading me and giving me adive along the way. Your stories and humour never failed to brighten me up and thank you for the note in facebook ((: THANK YOU EXCO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; RACHEL &amp;amp; SHARIANTY&lt;/span&gt;! For being my wonderful speakers and friends. Sorry I conuld not be there with you guys but standing there, in my uniform, hearing you guys speak about me, i was tearing, I don't know why, but I did. Thank you for being great friends. I love you guys BOTH! My fellow IT geek turned great friend and a classmate turned close friend. THANK YOU truly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TENOFUS&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. Thanks for believing in me and all. Your letters has motivated me and without you guys, I would have not been where I am today, if not for the past two years with you guys. Thank you so much! CRYSTAL, ESTHER, KELLIE, JASMINE, KIMBERLY, SHARIANTY, TANYA, XIN YUN &amp;amp; ZUNAIRAH! Thank you for the performance and all your words of encouragement. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3O'08&lt;/span&gt;! For the encouraging talks, posts and letters. Thank you so much for that. It has been wonderful with you guys. Thanks to CASSANDRA, TIFFANY, FELICIA, etc. for the support. MING ZHEN, VINDHYA, ALEX for pasting the posters! AISHAH, THEODORA and HONGPEI for being my groupmates and a listening ear while I talk about things. Thank you! SELINA, WANI, AZRI, JOAN, MARILYN and all the rest of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLYMPIANS&lt;/span&gt; for the support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CEDAR NPCC&lt;/span&gt;! Truly groomed me to become who I am today. Thank you PERSEUS ma'ams for the encouragement and support. Thank you very much. North, South, East, West, Cedar NP is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms LIN, Mr Eric TAN, Mr KANG, Ms LIZAH, Ms KEARNS, Mr Ricky TAN, Ma'am CHEW&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of the teachers who have shown their support in one way or another, from grooming courses to giving support and encouragement. Thank you for enabling me to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SYU, ATIKAH, CHING YEE, VINA, FITRIAH, FARAH AND MANY MORE.&lt;/span&gt; For the hugs and support((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for giving me this opportunity and never stop believing in me. For that alone, I am truly grateful. THANK YOU everyone. Thank you for making this past few weeks and unforgettable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you mum, dad, sis, bro, abg mede for giving me a chance and supporting me through all of this. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; for giving me the strength to go through it all and being my companion through this incredible journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;"We Will begin the next great chapter with three words that will ring from coast to coast, from sea to shining sea- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES. WE. CAN&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8277303022095296923?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8277303022095296923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8277303022095296923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8277303022095296923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8277303022095296923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/hold-on-tight-its-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Hold on tight, it&apos;s a roller-coaster ride we&apos;re on'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8456432910756835452</id><published>2009-05-05T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:34:07.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then you walked into my life and it was all about us, us, us, us</title><content type='html'>Oh dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedar is no longer in the lead! So sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind by a few hundred votes! &lt;b&gt;VOTE VOTE VOTE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one and a half day left. No i don't want it to end ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishah, "Wadduhhell?" Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8456432910756835452?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8456432910756835452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8456432910756835452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8456432910756835452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8456432910756835452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-dear-cedar-is-no-longer-in-lead-so.html' title='And then you walked into my life and it was all about us, us, us, us'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7712545672212457096</id><published>2009-05-04T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:58:00.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday, I patiently wait. Feeling Like a fool but i do anyway</title><content type='html'>YAYYY!!! &lt;b&gt;CEDAR&lt;/b&gt; is currently leading HCI by a &lt;i&gt;few hundred votes&lt;/i&gt;! Vote some more people ((: You can vote up to ten times a day! I'm so ecstatic! Haha! This will be a very short post cause need to go and get ready for tomorrow ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liverpool's&lt;/b&gt; coming to Singapore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;26th July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I think! Hint, Hint! Haha! Oh forget it. Who wants to buy for me tickets for the game against the national squad? Haha. So tak-tahu malu man. Haha ((: Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7712545672212457096?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7712545672212457096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7712545672212457096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7712545672212457096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7712545672212457096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyday-i-patiently-wait-feeling-like.html' title='Everyday, I patiently wait. Feeling Like a fool but i do anyway'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8063612911306000955</id><published>2009-05-03T15:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:30:25.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Aint Right i read your Messages Twice thrice Four Times A Night Its True</title><content type='html'>A is for Azwyn&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you love this person? Yes. Friends since a long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person your enemy? No. definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you hug this person? Hugged her alr! ((: More hugs coming her way (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for Beaunice&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you really think of this person? Professional Photographer&lt;br /&gt;2) What’s their favorite color? Hmm... I'm not too sure. Green?&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever danced with them? hehe. Hmm.. I dont think so. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for Charlotte Cheong&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you think of this person? Nice Junior! (:&lt;br /&gt;2) How far does this person live? Hmmm... not that far i think. Near VJC.&lt;br /&gt;3) How old are they? 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for Daniel&lt;br /&gt;1) How long have you known him/her? Not long. Only a few weeks&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person? Haha. He's one of my mentors&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you hate this person? definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for Endy&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you met their parents? nope&lt;br /&gt;2) Worst thing about this person? hmm. i dont know&lt;br /&gt;3) Best thing about this person? ER meeting is never dull with this person around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for Fitriah&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever dated this person? No. She's my junior and she's a girl.&lt;br /&gt;2) When is the next time you will see him/her? In school&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you go to school with them?? Nope I go to school with Azwyn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for Glennis&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you heard this person sing? Haha. With her sexy voice? Nah&lt;br /&gt;2) What's his/her pet's name? Ong Yu Xuan (:&lt;br /&gt;3) Will he/she repost this? Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for Hanan&lt;br /&gt;1) What grade are they in? Sec 3&lt;br /&gt;2) Is he/she your best friend?  Just friends (:&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever done something illegal with this person? I dont think so. Right, Hanan? Haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Izzah&lt;br /&gt;1) What is this persons favorite food? Hmmm. Beef Octpus (: Haha!&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you meet this person? NPCC, Nike!&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you trust this person? Yes. Of Course! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for Jason&lt;br /&gt;1) They have any siblings? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you know their favorite song? Hmm... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if they confessed they liked you? Nah. It would only happen when hell freezes over. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for Kellie&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met? 12&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like him/her as a friend?  Duh!&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you go to disney world with this person? Hehe. If she would sponsor me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for Lynette&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person older than you? yep.&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person single? yup, that's what she told us(:&lt;br /&gt;3) How many times do you talk to them in a week? hmmm... she's overseas now. But other than that quite often about AYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for Mardhiah&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met? 14&lt;br /&gt;2) Whats his/hers pets name?Hmm.. Not sure&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever danced with this person? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is for Natasha Syafira Affandy&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met the person? 7 years old (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person? Like Duh (: Or like Aishah, "Wadduhhell?" Haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if you had never met this person? i would be clueless about a lot of things and maybe be as blur as Izzah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for Oman&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you related? Yup. My nephew&lt;br /&gt;2) Could you live with this person? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;3) What school do they go to? Sheesh. I know it is a school in Toa Payoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is for Priya&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you been to the mall with this person? no&lt;br /&gt;2) How about a sleepover with them? no&lt;br /&gt;3) Does this person have a job? for the last time, NO. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for Qi Zhen&lt;br /&gt;1)Are you related? nope&lt;br /&gt;2)Do you like this person? (:&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you do anything for him/her? not really. depends ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for Rachel Ram&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you heard this person sing? Hmm... Have I?&lt;br /&gt;2) Will she/he repost this? ask her.&lt;br /&gt;3) When does this person look best? All the time, i guess (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for Sharianty&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person taller than you? Heh. no...&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you enjoy spending time with him/her? haha. Yes ((:&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person your friend? an obvious duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for Tanya&lt;br /&gt;1) What grade is this person in? sec 3 (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Would you hug this person? hugged her already (: tons of times!&lt;br /&gt;3) Do they live close to you? Hmmm... not that close.. not that far..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for Umaira&lt;br /&gt;1)Are you related? yup. Niece&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you enjoy spending time with him/her? Erm... I guess.. When i do which is very rare&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you met any of his/her family? of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for Vina&lt;br /&gt;1) Would you do anything for him/her? once again, depends ((:&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you consider them a friend? of course&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you met any of his/her family? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is for Waihan&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person loud or quiet? loud (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you seen this person dance? Haha. Yes. I have.&lt;br /&gt;3) What color eyes does this person have? brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is for Ying Xin&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met this person? 13&lt;br /&gt;2) What do you think of this person? Haha! Sitting buddy! ((:&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you heard this person sing? Hmmm... I dont think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z is for Zunairah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 1) Does this person have msn? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) What is their favorite sport? if i am not wrong it is badminton&lt;br /&gt;3) When did you last see this person? on friday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8063612911306000955?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8063612911306000955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8063612911306000955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8063612911306000955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8063612911306000955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-aint-right-i-read-your-messages.html' title='It Aint Right i read your Messages Twice thrice Four Times A Night Its True'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3949036299717834875</id><published>2009-05-02T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:10:30.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a miracle, a reason to believe</title><content type='html'>Well... everything is going well. Thanks NIKE, KELLIE, TANYA, SHARIANTY, KIMBERLY, CRYSTAL, 3/O and everyone else who encouraged me! The performance went well considering that i learn the steps only a few minutes before my performance. ((: The combine performance went well too. Haha. The other two was singing so melodiously while I was basically ruining the song. Haha (: So everything went well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who have been giving encouraging notes. Haha. Been receiving some anonymous encouraging notes too. Hmmm... I wonder who they are... Yes.. it is more than one. Whoever you are thank you ((: Appreciate it loads. Thank you 3/O! Haha. The blog post was awesome, you guys are awesome! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I only woke up at noon. Gosh. I think I finally catch up with my much needed sleep! Well... gonna watch the lake house.. then sleep ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and I love you, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3949036299717834875?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3949036299717834875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3949036299717834875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3949036299717834875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3949036299717834875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-for-miracle-reason-to-believe.html' title='Looking for a miracle, a reason to believe'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-192028529409149308</id><published>2009-05-01T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:42:17.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solid That's what we are. Cedar Cedar. Solid Solid. Cedar Solid</title><content type='html'>http://schoolnationals.mediacorptv.sg/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CEDARIANS!&lt;/span&gt; Go to the link above and you can see and vote for Cedar! Let's try and beat HCI! They have a bout a 1000 votes ahead of us. On the brighter side, we can vote 10 times  a day! So let's do it! Haha! I just voted again today. Hehe. ((: But i have to admit our cheer was oh-so-awesome. The Sec 4s were oh-so-fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CEDAR&lt;/span&gt;! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-192028529409149308?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/192028529409149308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=192028529409149308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/192028529409149308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/192028529409149308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/solid-thats-what-we-are-cedar-cedar.html' title='Solid That&apos;s what we are. Cedar Cedar. Solid Solid. 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It's more personalized now. And apparently, Rachel and Sharianty are going to make their speech live-lier. Hehe. But they already did a great job (: Thank you guys! My campaign managers are so excited and enthusiastic about it. Haha. They rock socks. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. after spending the afternoon with the tenofus, I realised how much I miss them! Kim with her oh-so-sweet card and kellie's cute-ness. Haha. They were like holding my placards and like showing it to everyone. Haha. I love them and NIKE! and Olympians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It is time like this, when you know who are there for you and you're just glad that everyone's there. ((: And I haven't even practive a thousand miles on the guitar yet. Shucks. Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You're just plain -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh-so-awesome &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7003388161563703222?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7003388161563703222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7003388161563703222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7003388161563703222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7003388161563703222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-to-say-im-only-in-town-town-for.html' title='Sad to say I&apos;m only in town town for the night you see'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5991412321615366627</id><published>2009-04-21T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:35:08.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm never gonna tell a lie, lie, lie</title><content type='html'>Today was hilarious from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wani's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aishah's&lt;/span&gt; spastic letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pei's&lt;/span&gt; gullibility. Haha. I shall start with morning assembly.  Me and Charlotte was walking to find some teachers when I suddenly saw this foreign, blonde guy at the foyer talking to someone. I was thinking, 'OMG what is this 16 or 17 year old foreign guy doing here' Then I looked at him, and then he turned then I saw his eyes then I was like, 'Ooh! He got blue eyes and blonde hair.' Haha. Then Yah thought it was some random person. Morning assembly, he made some announcement and then yah, cedarians were like 'OMG. There he is!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I was telling Aishah and Theodora and Hong Pei abt cedarians crawling all over him when Hong Pei said, 'Huh? Really? Where?' Haha. She took me literally. Haha. And then Theodora soptted a Thailand student and thought THAT was the Slovenian guy. Haha! Today was really an awesome day for me (: Heh. Hope tomorrow's even better ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios Charlotte Cheong! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and I told Charlotte, 'i shall ask rachel ram to bring back a german guy for me from Germany when she goes there in june. HAHAHA!' Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5991412321615366627?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5991412321615366627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5991412321615366627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5991412321615366627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5991412321615366627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-never-gonna-tell-lie-lie-lie.html' title='I&apos;m never gonna tell a lie, lie, lie'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5059169056465412338</id><published>2009-04-17T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:34:14.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And like the sun, you brighten my day</title><content type='html'>I'm like so.... happy? Ecstatic? Euphoric? Nah. Don't know what would be better. Day was okay. (: It's just that I realised how much a girl can cause a guy to change and I'm seeing it happening right in front of my own eyes, cause it is happening to one of my closer friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AYC&lt;/span&gt; training and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NPAP&lt;/span&gt;! Good luck people! ((: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jiayou&lt;/span&gt;. Now, it all comes down to this final moment. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TANYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CHLOE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ONG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a great friend. It's okay. I understand you're busy especially with T&amp;amp;F National Championships Finals next week. ((: Didnt want to trouble you more with the speech. I heard from Rachel and Sharianty that you helped out! THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're been a great help by being there when I need you and not to mention, you're the AWESOME-est table partner and my human &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;! Hearing me rant about some random stuffs and sharing with you latest news, I truly appreciate it loads! Thank you for being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you to bits and pieces! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5059169056465412338?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5059169056465412338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5059169056465412338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5059169056465412338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5059169056465412338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-like-sun-you-brighten-my-day.html' title='And like the sun, you brighten my day'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-2287880628115242295</id><published>2009-04-16T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:05:00.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the clouds, you drift me away, far away</title><content type='html'>Just ate (: Advance party was successful and oh-so-awesome! YAY! Hehe! I'm super happy that they like the card! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azwyn went home cause she had fever. Sonya and Glennis too! ): Get Well Soon, people! Pei Wen too! Oh and Sharianty and Julene! Get Well Soon, aites? So, spent the whole of recess accompanying Azwyn cause she seemed really really sick. She better rest well tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how hard it is for me not to have any smileys. Haha. Tried and failed. I had to have at least ONE smiley if not, I'll feel as though the thing is expression-less. Haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know? I owe Sharianty and Rachel loads for what they're doing for me (: Thank you! Well... thanks to everyone actually for making my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLYNOMONIALS = Oh my dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-2287880628115242295?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2287880628115242295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=2287880628115242295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2287880628115242295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/2287880628115242295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-clouds-you-drift-me-away-far-away.html' title='Like the clouds, you drift me away, far away'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6564062843419995628</id><published>2009-04-14T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:52:19.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause you're so beautiful</title><content type='html'>Today was okay. A million thanks to my dearest squadmates, ma'ams, friends, etc, etc. Thank you. Haha. Was kinda shocked to tell you the truth. ((: Thank you to everyone who wished me luck and congratulated me and also those who encouraged me(: And congrats and good luck to my fellow nominees too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... yes.. things are gonna get busier but i know the three of us will give it our best shot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6564062843419995628?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6564062843419995628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6564062843419995628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6564062843419995628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6564062843419995628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-youre-so-beautiful.html' title='Cause you&apos;re so beautiful'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-6630043069279766968</id><published>2009-04-13T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:42:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe we're afraid of words that were never said</title><content type='html'>I just don't know why but my heart's like beating very fast. Nervous? Yes. Scared? Yes. Excited? Yes. I'm feeling every single emotion now. I mean, I'm thankful for the chance given for I know that this is definitely an opportunity that I have been waiting for.No. Even if i fail, it is the journey that still matters. It's the friendships that was formed and skills that we learn from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I should go do the letter now and I need to go do Maths. ((: Logarithms. Oh dear. I think I need to re-read my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Get Well Soon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Azwyn&lt;/span&gt;! ((: Must recover soon okay? Loves!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-6630043069279766968?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6630043069279766968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=6630043069279766968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6630043069279766968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/6630043069279766968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/maybe-were-afraid-of-words-that-were.html' title='Maybe we&apos;re afraid of words that were never said'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7628816240865234196</id><published>2009-04-12T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:23:35.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think of nothin better than to be stuck with you.</title><content type='html'>I should seriously get my priorities straight first. I've decided to put &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;studies, AYC and strengthening friendships&lt;/u&gt; as my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;number one priorities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And i should like stop doing unnecessary things and concentrate on more important things such as the letters to corporates for FNB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training tomorrow for NPAP campcraft exhibition. And i need to buy shorts! There's a lot of 'I needs' now. Okay... What &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOULD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I buy first? Oh, dear. ): Should save money to buy new handphone. I mean I am saving but it is not enough and I'm taking a very long time to save the needed amount of money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so much better. Yay! School tomorrow after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 days of not-much-excitement&lt;/span&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see my squad and table partner! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther thinks I'm a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heartbreaker&lt;/span&gt;! And someone -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt;, no, it is not esther(:&lt;/span&gt; - has changed! It's a good thing by the way. At least, there won't be much of obscenities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hey, does anyone know any RGS girls in a shooting team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7628816240865234196?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7628816240865234196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7628816240865234196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7628816240865234196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7628816240865234196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-think-of-nothin-better-than-to-be.html' title='can&apos;t think of nothin better than to be stuck with you.'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4890148160319102635</id><published>2009-04-11T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:29:12.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turn my head to the west, still nobody by my side</title><content type='html'>Today was fun! Comm meeting was enjoyable. I thought I was going to be late but I wasn't. ((: So, saw Joy and Endy at the City Hall first and then Lynette came awhile after that, Isaac, Joey and Daniel too. In other words, I was not late ((: However, Miss Rachel Ram Chandra was late and me and joy, being the nice people we were, were waiting for her. ((: Then we had our breakfast at Macs.  Had our meeting and let's just say, I enjoyed myself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;s&gt;Glennis&lt;/s&gt; Ong Yu Xuan's manly voice. Haha! So sexy and very very husky! She also apparently likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Daniel Agger just shot a magnificent goal.&lt;br /&gt;3-0 now. Come on. Make it 5-0. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Torres &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4890148160319102635?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4890148160319102635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4890148160319102635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4890148160319102635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4890148160319102635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-turn-my-head-to-west-still-nobody-by.html' title='I turn my head to the west, still nobody by my side'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8048077561209186643</id><published>2009-04-11T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:04:36.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd Pick Up lines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Since distance equals velocity times time, let's let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''If i were a function you would be my asymptote - i always tend towards you'&lt;br /&gt;'I wish I was an Ion so I could form an exothermic bond with you.'&lt;br /&gt;'Your eyes have a perfect wavelength of 563.4 nm.'&lt;br /&gt;'You're more special than relativity.'&lt;br /&gt;'The only thing your eyes arent telling me is your name.'&lt;br /&gt;'If I had a star for every time you brightened my day, I'd have a galaxy in my hand.'&lt;br /&gt;'I have had a really bad day and it always makes me feel better to see a pretty girl smile. So, would you smile for me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd pick up lines are so cute and adorable and so so cheem ((: Tanya told me of it. ((: The first one reminds me of physics! *Gasps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8048077561209186643?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8048077561209186643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8048077561209186643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8048077561209186643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8048077561209186643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/nerd-pick-up-lines.html' title='Nerd Pick Up lines!'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-7242075753391062220</id><published>2009-04-10T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:53:54.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That you're gonna get you somethin' better,</title><content type='html'>Getting a whole lot better ((: But still a bit dizzy but other than that, I'm healthy alr! ((: Thanks to Alex and Rachel who insisted on me getting some shut-eye ((: My taste bud is getting affected cause of my medications but i guess it is for the short term lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! ER meeting tomorrow.. ((: Excited! Haha. Why? I have no idea. ((: Just glad that I'll be able to go out tomorrow after being cooped up at home the whole day of today and yesterday. ((: Okay shall go check the stuff for Comm meeting tmrrw ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-7242075753391062220?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7242075753391062220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=7242075753391062220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7242075753391062220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/7242075753391062220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-youre-gonna-get-you-somethin.html' title='That you&apos;re gonna get you somethin&apos; better,'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-680363298074039279</id><published>2009-04-09T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:27:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause it's too late, there's no escape, might as well face it,</title><content type='html'>Sheesh. I'm hooked on Shontelle's Stuck On Each Other (Feat Akon)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch confessions of a Shopaholic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I just realised I won't be free for the next few months ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-680363298074039279?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/680363298074039279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=680363298074039279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/680363298074039279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/680363298074039279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-its-too-late-theres-no-escape.html' title='cause it&apos;s too late, there&apos;s no escape, might as well face it,'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-3066742587369395341</id><published>2009-04-09T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:29:26.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turn my head to the East I don't see nobody by my side</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the people who wish me well today. ((: Really.. Thanks alot from your get well soon messages to I-miss-you-so-please-come-back-so-you-can-see-me messages. THANKS YOU GUYS! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Lin&lt;/span&gt;! She's a great form teacher you know ((:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the concern you've shown to each and everyone of us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So didn't go to school today. Still feel sick and still very nauseating. But better than yesterday. ((: I guess I should have more sleep then. I opened my Chem book to study today but ended sleeping a few minutes later. Must have been my medications and the steroids ar. Haha. Was not able to walk straight. I was walking as though I was drunk or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a lot of people for cheering me up! ((: I must recover before Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Tchao people. I think I should go and sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sd4DscG2ZsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/2BFB_3vAyfM/s1600-h/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sd4DscG2ZsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/2BFB_3vAyfM/s320/Untitled1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322695871592556226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm preferring ebuddy now ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Siti/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-3066742587369395341?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3066742587369395341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=3066742587369395341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3066742587369395341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/3066742587369395341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-turn-my-head-to-east-i-dont-see.html' title='I turn my head to the East I don&apos;t see nobody by my side'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/Sd4DscG2ZsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/2BFB_3vAyfM/s72-c/Untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-4831994452001251668</id><published>2009-04-05T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:54:50.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time?</title><content type='html'>The week has been okay except for the fact that table partner didnt go to school for 3 days. Get well soon Aishah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. Uncle from mum's side has been causing problem yet AGAIN. I don't know how he looks like and I haven't even seen him once. For all I know, I might have seen him on the streets and don't even know we're related. I only got to hear his voice only once and that was went he called for some stupid purpose of his. And according to sis, I'm lucky not to know him.. Well... I guess it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... one person asked me, "Eh! What do you think of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girl crushes for girls&lt;/span&gt;?" I'm like what? I mean admire, sure, why not. Respect, of course. Like like,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ermm... okay&lt;/span&gt;. But to the extent of crushing and stalking - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pillars? hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- another girl? Like whoah. Talked to Waihan and Izzah about it last week, and yeah. What's happening sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So friday was okay except for the last part. Yeah regretted a few things but I guess everyone make mistakes right? I'm just sorry. Since mum was already waiting, I had to go off early to take my passport size photo for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curriculum vitae&lt;/span&gt;. I looked weird since the person was like pushing up the bridge of  my nose and push up and up and up until cannot push already and then she still kept pushing. I know lah my hidung not mancung. ): So the photo looked weird. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My curriculum vitae looked liked some job application or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Before parade, I was like changing to my quarter u in class and Marilyn was still there when I suddenly said out loud, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh no, did I zip up my skirt?"&lt;/span&gt; And I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oops!"&lt;/span&gt; and Marilyn saw the incident and laughed at me. Sorrylah that I forgot! But I was still in class you know. 2.4 was great despite missing A by 0.32mins. At least I improved by 1 min++ and I still walked during the last corner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14:43&lt;/span&gt; ((: Not bad. Not bad. 5 items next next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3/O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;won best campfire Item during OAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Was totally unexpected. I was telling Deryn that I thought either 3N or 3S was gonna win and when she asked about my class I just smiled. Haha. So we won alongside 3S for Best campfire item ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ER meeting/Outing next week! ((: At ECP, I think. Haha. Can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;External Relations Comm '09 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-4831994452001251668?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4831994452001251668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=4831994452001251668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4831994452001251668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/4831994452001251668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-you-think-that-i-was-gonna-give-it.html' title='Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time?'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-8960752404886723496</id><published>2009-04-05T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:20:43.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world has twice as many stars in the sky</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was kinda looking forward for the first&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AYC GM&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. At first I thought it was gonna be this whole formal meeting and then I saw the chairman wearing t-shirt and shorts and I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Okayyy....."&lt;/span&gt; Haha. It was fun especially the bonding game of I have Never. Tanya would know how I would fair in those games. So had to do forfeit for the first round and we did a tribal dance. (: Second round, I still lost and according to Endy, thanks to him, we need not do forfeit and instead the survivors had to do it. We decided that they could do the actions to the bimbo cheer. And they still owe us a forfeit (: since they haven't do it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really lik&lt;/span&gt;e my comm ((: Well... I should right? Afterall, I'm gonna spend the next few months with them. According to Lynnette, our comm is quite big. Well.... compared to Communications, I guess it is.. ((: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jiayou Beaunice&lt;/span&gt;! You can do it! After the whole GM, we went for lunch and it was a surprise to see Diana there(: Joy was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; after eating her creamy chicken and started laughing like I don't know what. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the opposite stop of Far East with rachel to catch 5 back home. Apparently, Rachel went to the wrong busstop and she missed her bus. Aw.  Quite a long ride so dozed off for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna enjoy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AYC 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;What am I saying? Of course I will ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And they just got into a fight."&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Kash is hilarious. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-8960752404886723496?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8960752404886723496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=8960752404886723496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8960752404886723496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/8960752404886723496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-world-has-twice-as-many-stars-in-sky.html' title='My world has twice as many stars in the sky'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418462346141581019.post-5234476832986202699</id><published>2009-04-05T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:49:16.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and I think I’m gonna hate it</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/ec4m2fymvD/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/ec4m2fymvD/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o9iLxD5/video/ylSKn_ir/shinee-replay-music-video/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Aishah and Selina I'm hooked on SHINee's Replay and Amigo. Shall go video hop. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon. Later at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm cool, marilyn.. admit it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418462346141581019-5234476832986202699?l=nizamuhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5234476832986202699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418462346141581019&amp;postID=5234476832986202699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5234476832986202699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418462346141581019/posts/default/5234476832986202699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nizamuhd.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-i-think-im-gonna-hate-it.html' title='and I think I’m gonna hate it'/><author><name>Niza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dkXRMe7jjAc/SkJDIq0ucRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/owYK_cI3Oqw/S220/me+cropped+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
